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Little pieces I give away Bit by bit I chip at the source Fragile, precious shards Leave me raw and rough-cut I’ll whittle this soul down To carve you into me If only you’ll give me the tools
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Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 3:10 AM UTC
Chisel
Little pieces I give away Bit by bit I chip at the source Fragile, precious shards Leave me raw and rough-cut I’ll whittle this soul down To carve you into me If only you’ll give me the tools
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Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 3:10 AM UTC
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