My Heart

I always wanted a heart of stone

Because I hated having my heart ripped to shreds in front of me

I was sick and tired of picking up the pieces and stitching them back together

But, I couldn't live my life without loving someone

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Sure, I could live for awhile without loving someone

But, one day my special someone would come by and I have already blown my chance because I cannot love

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If the price I pay for Love and being alive is to pick up the pieces and stitch them back together everytime it breaks, that's a price I'm willing to pay.