Can you remove the wall of thorns that was growing around my heart?
Can I think of us as a work of art?
How odd, how strange,
Will we speak our favorite language?
How and when will that restart?
I won’t spring a leak,
No feelings will pour out,
Or can you actually calm all these doubts?
Simply with the words you speak, you have left me strong, but weak.
How and when will it restart?
Can you bring down the wall of thorns that was growing around my heart.
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