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I don't have to, but i will..
Been torn apart a broken; left open heart,
for me to gather and reuse the shards,
and piece together as well as I can,
with staples, glue guns, and tactless blue tack.
Now it wont be as beautiful as your ice frozen heart,
that forms perfectly without cracks or creases,
and though so cold that it wont let in love,
I'm envious of your strength.
So I'll keep mending, working,
for however long it takes,
Making it once again worthy
To love you and make:
That ice heart melt with my words so
worthless.
For all it takes to make me great;
the wait for you, still worth it:)
for me to gather and reuse the shards,
and piece together as well as I can,
with staples, glue guns, and tactless blue tack.
Now it wont be as beautiful as your ice frozen heart,
that forms perfectly without cracks or creases,
and though so cold that it wont let in love,
I'm envious of your strength.
So I'll keep mending, working,
for however long it takes,
Making it once again worthy
To love you and make:
That ice heart melt with my words so
worthless.
For all it takes to make me great;
the wait for you, still worth it:)
Published 28th Jan 2013
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