Caged the heart with bars to keep it from being taken , cut ,bruised and eventually hurting ,
but he kept my feet from walking .
Expected to fly , when I can barely stand .
Awaited to land , when I didn’t even take off .

Because ,
i Was left with a different insecurity ,
It wasn’t about another girl ,
Not someone who could love better , But Some currency which now replaced his vanity .

You’ll find him ,
In a far land , where cars race faster than beating hearts ?
When end’s mean nothing to significant starts ?
When the paper in the pocket matters more than the picture kept in the wallet. ?

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