This broken heart of mine
And cease this incessant throb of pain
Wish I could take my heart back to God for repairs
And keep it away from the eyes of lustful women
Who have many times stolen it away
Wish I could trade this tortured heart of mine for a baby’s
This heart now loaded with thorns and broken glass
Giving nothing but endless piercing and bleeding
Wish I could mend this devastated heart of mine
And make all the once broken cords vibrate again
And have a heart filled with true love, laughter and a little lie.
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