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Handle With Care
I gave you my heart,
It sat perfectly in the cup of your hands,
So I gave you my heart to hold,
To carry over a river of broken dreams,
Over the silted shards of a life past,
To an intensity of a true love desired,
It's beat an endless reminder I now live for you,
But you became weak,
Unable to hold my heart forever,
You reached out to take another,
My heart drifts away
Ragged and torn,
Love seeps from gaping wounds,
It's beat now dead echoes of emptiness,
Thus, in this time of need, I ponder,
To trust another to hold ,
Vulnerable and uncertain, I look to you,
Because these words belong to my heart,
So, in this intimate moment,
I will give my heart to you,
To carry over a river of broken dreams,
To an intensity of a true love desired,
But I fear it to fall again,
So I beg for you to handle this heart with care,
It sits perfectly in the cup of your hands,
So I will give you my heart to hold...
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