Day7: WriteTribe Festival of Words #writebravely

Once upon a time there was a girl,
Naive and sweet.
Her heart open with love
Twenty-four seven.
But people entered,
And left without a word.
And worse, left their baggage,
Of thrash for her to deal with.

Initially she shrugged the hurts aside,
And went on loving ;
Opening her heart Twenty-four seven.
But the thrash kept piling;
The weight was a heart ache,
And finally she had to let it all tumble out.

She’s much wiser now,
And happier too.
She still opens her heart,
At times for others.
But it’s open only for herself,
Twenty-four seven.!

This was my take on today’s picture prompt.

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