It's funny how no ex-ray can show
What's really going down below
The core of my existence is my heart
The ultimate test? dissecting it apart
The First layer is a icy cold sheet of ice
No emotion, cruelty, which is my vice
The Second layer made of deception
An elaborate show for your exception
The Third layer is made of rocky strength
Overcome any obstacle, travel any length
The Forth layer is made of my hidden compassion
Caring for friends like next years hottest fashion
The Fifth layer is made of unconditional love
So deep with in there's no light above
The Sixth layer is made of sickening fear
Losing the ones I love, even shedding a single tear
So What's my heart look like?
-Noloc
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