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
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