Heart pieces

I Held Myself Down
In A Position That I Couldn't Frown
Where I Ended Up In The River Of Tears Where I Had To Drown
And My Broken Heart Followed As Its Pieces Went Down.

I Stayed The Same Like A Picture In A Broken Frame
But My Heart Was Broken So I Couldn't Stay The Same
All The Things I Loved Just Became So Lame
And The Little Pieces Of My Heart Were Just So Difficult To Tame.

Now I Patched Up The Pieces Of The Heart That Was Torn
Giving Birth To The Happiness which was never born
Covering All The Nights That I Had To Mourn
And Living The Days I Never Had The Chance To Adorn.

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