My Heart

My Heart is like a symbol steady tinging

My Heart is like a cellphone steady ringing,

Will anyone answer? Will anyone call?

Will anyone be there when I fall?

My Heart has been tattered it has been through so much.

If only it had the privilege to have the right touch.

Or a touch at all for that matter,

My sudden gasp is like a broken glass about to shatter.

My Heart is like a baby steady crying,

My Heart is like a cancer slowly dying.

Will anyone save me?

Will anyone come?

I'll be so glad when this is over and done.

Am I the only one with a broken heart?

Am I the only one who wants a love to start,

A love to stay,

I havent the slightest idea of  how much more my heart can take.

My Heart is like a symbol steady tinging

My Heart is like cellphone steady ringing.

Will anyone answer? Will anyone call?

Who will pick me up as I am sure to fall?

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