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Sep 17
Vulnerability is not that popular,
Yet everyone has it.
We are all little kids, just waiting to be told what to do next
How to feel.
Is it safe out there?
Is it safe in your arms?

Constantly shutting people out when we feel too much
But begging someone, anyone, to listen to us.
Is there anyone out there?
Is there anyone we can trust?

I want to rip the seal from everyone’s lips
and heal all their open wounds.
Do you think, if some of us tried hard enough, the world could heal too?
Before we destroy it with all of our hate,
Ignoring its demise as we sit around and wait.
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