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"Someone Stole the Glue" by mariah parkerMy heart’s shattered
Too many tiny pieces
There’s no way to pick them all back up
Which ones do I keep?
Because they don’t all seem to fit
It’s so hard to decide
Tattered and torn
Old and worn
But all these tiny pieces are the memories
The memories inside me that help my heart to beat
Still down from last months fight
I can’t seem to breathe
You’re suffocating me with all these thoughts
Thoughts of you and I
Before we died
Feeling like I’m going to fall
Feeling like I can’t do this without you
But I keep trying to tell myself, you mean nothing at all
Trying not to remember
And hoping I don’t forget
The things you and I did
That caused me to fall in so deep
The spunk in your hair
The twinkle in your eye
That lisp in your voice when you get excited
These are the things which always seem
To make me cry
Every time I realize it will never be mine
To touch, hold or listen too again
I’m beginning to worry
That I might not remember the sound of your voice
Or how you look when you wake up
I’m starting to get scarred
That there’s going to be nothing left
Inside my cold black heart
To keep me from causing my own death
So many tiny pieces scattered on the ground
Taking my time to find them all
If it’s missing one the others will just crumble and fall
Working together as a team
Each memory has an attachment to each other
When you left, all they felt was heartache and pain
And this wall of perfect placement and perfection
Had no other choice but to breakdown
And eventually fall.
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