Poems from heartyfact

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Introvert by nature Extrovert by nurture
Oh! Earth made human What do thou buryeth deep In the soil of thy heart That thy mouth out of abundance Dare speaketh not
If my heart were a garden, Words flowers, I would suffocate in the weeds of your silence.
I was sixteen And with an open heart I did dream and fantasied alot I was loved and knew it I strolled to adulthood en route I fell in love...
In the lonely streets and busy highways, I pass by wondering which way you wish to go What pain you carry in your heart, What story burdens...