Closed In
Tired of the pain,brought on by a few words.
Without notice or meaning,
purely by accident.
I cry these tears,
and hide this torture.
Only a few can still see,
what I'm going through.
The shutters are closed,
on the windows of my soul.
Cracks are the only way in,
the rest is held tightly shut.
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