Objects 

Beneath a tough exterior, is a heart I crave.
Beneath silk skin is the heart I gave. 

Barb wired personality; inside free.

No dream to big, all dreams I see.

Through the pages of life you will begin to see; the barb wire is no object.

 It is simply me.
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