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Holding these broken shards in my hands
Such a beautiful mess, he says
I dare not touch you with these bloody fingers
But I’m watching you slowly fade away
Conflicted between you and the pieces of me
I hold out my hands to you, pleading ‘stay’
But touching me means certain injury
You know, and you walk away
Left here alone, my heart scattered on the ground
Dragging the pieces to me, leaving trails of blood
Alone again, with this destructive display
And still, you just walked away
Piecing the puzzle together with shaking fingers
Missing parts and some splintered and too small
Losing myself with every careless handling
And still, you just walked away
Not able to be what I once was
The people around me watching me fall
Nobody cares about the harm to another
They just turn, and walk away
- by Fearless Fly |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/22/2008 |
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- Title: Broken Pieces
- Artist: Fearless Fly
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- Date: 11/22/2008
- Tags: broken pieces
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