Heart
Every time my heart breaks for someone I have known
They take away a fragment to help repair their own
In place of every stolen piece lurks a void of black
Only to be brightened if they choose to love me back
And if they choose to love me there comes more give and take
Which will once again cause my heart to break
With caution, time, and care the pieces will pretend
That they have not been broken so that my heart will mend
Every night I pray Lord as you watch over me
Fill the gaps and crevices this life has done to me
Please fullfill this promise as I promised you my soul
Exhault this wounded heart and make it soft and whole
And for all His precious children for as long as I shall live
I will send away my heart until there's no more left to give
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