deep inside, a swollen
box of emotions. steel
and cold.
gathering it's dust as it forgets
how to be opened,
now and then just
the slightest shake when her
emotions, they try.
try to sneak out.
even through a key hole of space.
with the settling of
dust, they are
covered and unnoticed
once again.
once again.
building up till one day.
till it bursts and
overflows,
releasing more than the
eye has come
to know.
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