Those Who Feel
How come,
Those who hold their secrets,
Those who hold their tongue,
Those who feel the most,
Are the ones who
Who feel broken,
Who feel bruised,
Who feel beaten?
Why, my darling,
They hold the world on their shoulders
Yet no one to hold theirs.
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