Fractured Heart
you poured out the fires in my soul
when silence jabbered in my ears
this fractured heart is on the mend
malice you measured in equal dole
whisper-screams nobody hears
you poured out the fires in my soul
in the valley of shadow I found a knoll
a stranger wiped my tears
this fractured heart is on the mend
a sweet pretender to cajole
while on the mountain children leer
you poured out the fires in my soul
the Mark burned you like a coal
under Him I'm too small for fears
this fractured heart is on the mend
when we meet again no heads will roll
but let's see who will veer
you poured out the fires in my soul
this fractured heart is on the mend
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