Her heart broke
As if it was a vase
Falling from the top floor
Of a 100 story building
The pieces being so broken it looks like dust
Impossible to recognize
Impossible to pick up
Incapable of putting the pieces back together
She'd have to do it all on her own
Once more
She'd fallen harder then she could explain
It hurt more then she could explain
She'd cry more then she'd shown
She would have more sleepless nights then she could count
Maybe she'd give up on love
Maybe she's to broken to love again
Maybe she needs a savior
Maybe just maybe no one could save her
Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 3:27 PM UTC
Her heart broke
As if it was a vase
Falling from the top floor
Of a 100 story building
The pieces being so broken it looks like dust
Impossible to recognize
Impossible to pick up
Incapable of putting the pieces back together
She'd have to do it all on her own
Once more
She'd fallen harder then she could explain
It hurt more then she could explain
She'd cry more then she'd shown
She would have more sleepless nights then she could count
Maybe she'd give up on love
Maybe she's to broken to love again
Maybe she needs a savior
Maybe just maybe no one could save her
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