Imagine your heart as a piece of paper.

Something physical to give out when you fall in love.

Like diamonds it should only be held with a glove

But it is damaged once you get it back later.

But the don’t just scramble it.

They read the story that it holds

And very carefully they create folds

Where it will hurt the most.

And when we unfold our paper

In rough shape and drained with tears

We cre...

A picture on my phone

I recognize this face

For many years it has been known

Always left a special trace.

And then I do what I do best

I know I can do this I say out loud

And think and write a dumb text

Not even a typo, making me proud

And then a fantasy turns around

Like an old brown and dusty globe

now I am able to say I found

the courage to whisper: I hope-

Hope that has never been my frien...

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