Cured with love not a bandaid.

by BreakEven   Apr 2, 2008


One bandaid couldn't cure
all the pain i have to endure.
My heart, he broke it
& tore it until it was unfit.
i cryed every night & day
i dreamt some one would meet me halfway
& sew my heart together in a new pattern,
wrap wrings around it as if it were Saturn
do all the things to never thought someone would do
that was until i met you.
please just keep my heart mended and renewed
never let it get misconstrued
& if it ever seems to get cracked
make sure you keep all the pieces intact
because I've lost them once before
& if i can help it, i don't plan to lose them anymore
tape them together if it helps
just so long as you never loose yourself
in all this chaos & pain.
Every once in awhile lets fly away in a plane
to a pleasant island
with mountains so we can climb the highlands
& there we will feel on top of the world
because we both know our love has unfurled
& if the hold will last on the duck tape
you placed on my heart then it can be reshaped
and molded around my love for you
because you're the only one who helped me get through.

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