Miss Place Pieces
You use to be my pride
You used to be my joy.now that you left my heart has been destroyed
I want to pick up all the pieces but it's hard when some are missing how do i move on when everytime i turn on the radio i hear our songs
Now a stranger is showing me passion and showing me she cares
Now the piece that i thought that was missing is right back there
Copyright © Jayson Gargiulo | Year Posted 2018
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