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Hearts Are Like Glass

I wish I was more like her. She doesn’t know what kind of heart beats beneath her clothes. I wish I could talk to her. I wish she could know that sometimes it’s just too cold. Hearts are like glass, its not like it’s asked for. Sometimes they break, sometimes it’s just too much. Hearts are like glass, its not like it’s asked for. cause who would ask for that? I wish that she could see things my way. I know I’ve tried to be different. I wish we could hold hands in the night. Sometimes that’s all I need to hold on to. Hearts are like glass, it’s not like its asked for. Sometimes they break, sometimes it’s just too much. Sometimes, sometimes…everything hits you too hard. don’t turn away, don’t break away from me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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