Shape Me

March 9, 2011
You shape my emotion, alter my heart, you move things around, and break me apart. I'm shattering slowly, with no certain cure. I look for a love, that stays finely, pure. This ground that's splitting, has broken me to none. I stay aware of liars, because for sure, you are one.

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