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Some people wear their heart on their sleeves
To show it off to all around
Mine lays heavy, tied round my neck
It’s weight, it’s worth I’ve avowed
Some people’s hearts protected and safe
Await that pure moment of love
Mine lay in darkness, quaking with fear
With shouts to the heavens above
Some people know the feel of heartbreak
That moment when hit with despair
My people live with hearts shattered to pieces
The silence, the pain we all bear
| Miriam Roskind is just your average person who sometimes experiences so much sadness that it overflows into words. And when that's not happening, she has a day job in high-tech and 2 soldiers (one miluim and one sadir) to worry about and feed (when given the opportunity). |
lacing my fingers togetherI wondershould I kneelstandmaybe salute althoughI well comprehendthe rulesof a regiment I’m at a lossto knowwhat regimented
They say: “Israel are baby killers,” but they murdered Kfir and Ariel in cold blood.
They claim to support women’s rights