When you wear your heart on your sleeve
You build your walls paper thin
I swear that doesn’t make you weak
Vulnerable is a heavy weight to begin
So why would you layer façade
Made of wood, gasoline, and gin
Someone will come to maraud
You’ll be burned down by the arson
So come to the world as you are
No sense in making us believe
You’ll survive the storm in a house of cards
Everyone dies… Just wear your heart on your sleeve
I misread my WP app and thought today’s prompt was Superficial, so I started writing before I got to the computer, and discovered my mistake when I checked The Daily Post prompts. I guess that makes this post twice as applicable…
Fraud
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