my once iron shell that represents my fear and blocks my love has been worn down to a mere egg shell.. my instincts are to retreat before its to late and have no choice but to surrender my heart, as the shell of another is untouched and my fear grows strong yet weak, I sit in confutation realizing im so weak that my he...art is exposed and hers for the taking but I well hurt my self be for any one get the chance agene.
wtf does it mean.
he's gunna hurt me.
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