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My little heart hurts

My heartbeat blurts

Out of my chest

My tightness from unrest

My little heart hurts

The tiny door to the inner me

I let you in

I let you see

But you did not greet me

You sent another to scar

On your behalf

Did you laugh

At my wide eyed gate

I left it ajar I did wait

I waited long and far

Away from my rhythm

You gave me the blues

Your shoes never did grace my door

Your ring never woke my spore

You did not respect my heart

I am glad you did not enter

You would have torn it apart

So yes my little heart hurts

But it is not destroyed

Though you played with it

like a little toy

as I close it again

its hinges rusty from tears

it creaks with my cries

why, why, again this demise

you must knock next time

and wait

if you want to enter

or else please

return to sender