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Guarded Heart



I've heard stories of the massive pain love has caused.

Why it's this way leaves me lost in thoughts.
 
Here's my friend who has just been hurt.

So to protect my heart from agony, its gate I lock.

Zaynerb.


I'm pretty sure many of us have our hearts guarded for one reason or the other, I'll be delighted to read from you. Share with me your reason for guarding your heart; I just told you mine


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  1. Lol, we will wrench the padlock πŸ˜‚

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  2. Maybe we are scared of infatuation.. πŸ€”

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    1. Hmm... True. A reason I think we shouldn't be too quick to confess love; give it time, just to be sure.

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  3. If you lock your heart, remember there are some with master keys.... We would open it. πŸ˜ŠπŸ˜‡.. Mama zee

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  4. I locked my heart because love is fictional ...lol
    Don't wanna play the infatuation game and get hurt...
    And of course,I need to make some money and I need my peace to do that.

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    1. I could hug you right now. I also believe we should make money before loving, but then..the heart doesn't always listen. I hope we find true love

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  5. My heart is not locked, I'm in love with my husband so I gave it to him πŸ€—πŸ˜

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    1. Awwwwn. Gosh! You really should see my blush right now! 😚Babes, please give him all the love. πŸ€—It is my hope to love my husband too someday, but till then, your girl is keeping her heart locked πŸ˜ͺ

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  6. Can't bear to waste my emotions, they are very limited.

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    1. Lol. I know right. Still we am hope to find true love, don't we?

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