How long do you think
I can stretch down?
My heart is strong enough
To bear your gusty words,
Sudden blooming of your Anger,
But not like THAT TOY-
Self-positioning toy;
You hit harder,
You pull farther
Yet in the end
It gets back to normal.
Some day, I'm afraid,
My heart deforms,
And you hit harder
It never ever comes
Back to you as the same.
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