A closed cabin-
My heart, darkness within.
A site laden with dismay,
Where proximity is dreaded,
warm feelings are kept at bay.
Where thoughts are confined,
they have no say.
Petrified I feel,
for I know people don't stay.
But life is all about risks,
so I take yet another chance.
Even though ruminations whisk,
If you want,
you can come in and have a glance.
Albeit I have a tough time
expressing what I feel,
But once you are dear to me,
I'll wear my heart on my sleeve.
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