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I don't want to be

the person who is always

wearing their heart on their sleeve.

The person who falls

too quickly

and loves too hard it hurts.

I don't want to be the

the person who always

cries when they talk about their feelings.

At this point in my life,

I would rather be cold,

unfeeling,

unattached.

So tough that nothing gets under my skin

and nothing can penetrate the walls around my repairing heart.