You were my heart,
you were my soul.
I was the horse you were the cart.
Trapped inside a bowl,
Sides coated with slippery misery.
With a lid made of heartbreak trapping me in.
You were the glue to my puzzle,
The clay of my sculpture,
If you vanished I would fall apart.
You were my mind,
You were my sanity.
Without you I don't know what I'll be.
you were my soul.
I was the horse you were the cart.
Trapped inside a bowl,
Sides coated with slippery misery.
With a lid made of heartbreak trapping me in.
You were the glue to my puzzle,
The clay of my sculpture,
If you vanished I would fall apart.
You were my mind,
You were my sanity.
Without you I don't know what I'll be.



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