Picking Up The Pieces Shall I live out my life Lost and in despair Is there somewhere to go Where hearts can find repair Mine got used too much Everytime it came out Little pieces then fell off My heart now full of doubt Is there some kind of patch To cover over this scar My heart always wandered At times it went too far Silly big heart of mine It was always getting lost Now it sits here broken What would a new one cost I have paid a huge price Yet my heart came for free I paid the price of caring Now my hearts left empty I will pick up the pieces I will try and re-new If I can’t find a place Then send me some glue Hope http://www.omen.com.au/~pgsmith/hope.htmBirth sign: Not entered
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