Naivety and Ignorance

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Your naïvety, it hands your ignorance kindling to rip fires through the soul within, Nevertheless, you know the trenches, the badlands, your home.  Serenity will catch up with you, to calm the soul of its chaos, to end the raging fire inside. My love, until then, your heart is to be packed fragilely away in a tight corner of your bedroom where no light shall reach and dust will settle, You will yearn for it, it is a phantom limb, for now, a metaphysical, nonsensical piece that will only weigh you down.  Wait for it to return, on its own accord, learn to love yourself without a heart.