Broken heart is like a shattered vase
Fragile pieces scattered all over the place, all over
your blood all over your veins
The shattered pieces of broken glass seem to go everywhere
Unlike the pieces of a broken heart that seem to pierce your soul.
The shattered pieces of broken glass seem to go everywhere
Unlike the pieces of a broken heart that seem to pierce your soul.
Like a burning spear on your flesh
With faith and hope you try to mend the broken heart
Unlike the vase it cannot be so easily replaced
With faith and hope you try to mend the broken heart
Unlike the vase it cannot be so easily replaced
It takes a while to mend it and then you lock it up
You hide the key and wait to see if someone can be found
A special person who will use the key to unlock the heart
A unique person who will handle the heart with gentle hands,
Who can be honest, truthful and handle it with care and worth your love
My heart and I wonder is there really that kind of person out there?
You hide the key and wait to see if someone can be found
A special person who will use the key to unlock the heart
A unique person who will handle the heart with gentle hands,
Who can be honest, truthful and handle it with care and worth your love
My heart and I wonder is there really that kind of person out there?
By
Hafifa Bahfif
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