shield
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I will burn myself to the ground
Before I ever let you down.
Banish myself to Hell.
With no chance of coming out.
you may ask, "this matters how?"
And this is what I'll tell,
The Land of Trees
A Place that's quite green.
Filled with lush and so many hearts.
The beauty it offers is a luxury.
Nature is so vast...
there is so much we can do.
But I warn you...
Momma taught me to tie my shoes
When I was four years old.
When I was five,
I taught myself to untie my shoes.
My feet weren’t made for shoes,
I would tell momma.
And she would tell me
One of my old poems:
My heart grows colder
My body grows harder
My hair grows longer
The days grow darker
Look back and find
I'm standing alone again
And I come to discover
What makes me tick?
Well, take your pick:
I don't like to exercise
But I like to supervise.
I pour out my heart
In the name of art.
My dark corners revealed
There is no shield.
It covers everything
It is our friend and enemy
It shields our faces
Our emotions and devestations
It knows our fears
It creates our fears
We tell it everything,and we we tell it nothing
