PICK UP THE PIECES

PICKING UP THE PIECES

Tonight I'm going to write you a letter, I hope it you'll see

For I'm tired of this situation and how it affects me

I'm sick of your hiding, your denials and the blame

For you created all of this, I'm tired of playing the game

Hearts aren't toys to be picked up when you fancy

They are easily broken by lying and sycophancy

Hearts should be valued and cared for and treasured

And in doing so the reward is reciprocated and pleasure

To earn a heart is a special prize

It sure is undeserving of abuse and lies

So I'm taking it back although it's frayed and battered

I'm slowly picking up the pieces you broke and scattered

And slowly I'm piecing it together again

I'm holding you responsible for the hurt and pain

One day you'll feel just as I do

Tormented and hurt, it's coming to you

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