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Glass

My Heart of Glass
Is see-through
But if its filled
is up to you

It Hardens to stone
It crumbles to dust
Now I have nothing
Not even your trust

But I go on
My heart in your hands
Hoping and praying
Still making plans

To pick up my shards
and never look back
Gluing it up
Seeing a crack

The time has not come
No hearts have been broken
And to keep it that way
Just forget I have spoken

With such a fragile heart
In a broken-down girl
Time tells her to wait
For destiny to unfurl





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