Broken
You have the face of an angel
But your heart is cold
And there's glass in your mouth
The day I gave you my heart
You wrapped it in what I thought was lace
But soon realized it was a chain
You left me with nothing
Not a heart
Nor a mind
But why
Do I want you to complete me?
Copyright © Andy Evans | Year Posted 2013
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