I’d wear my heart out on my sleeve
If I wasn’t so afraid
Of who might come and snatch it up
So I hold it close to my chest
In a feeble attempt to keep it from breaking
I didn’t mean to wear my heart out on my sleeve
Now I see you’ve taken it from me
Though I couldn’t take it back
I just ask that you keep it all intact
I wore my heart out on my sleeve
Watched as you stole it right from under me
I asked you not to break it,
But I see now an easy request it was not
Don’t worry I can pick up the pieces my self
I can’t wear my heart out on my sleeve
For all the pieces would fall to the ground
And I cant find it in myself to pick them up again
3 comments:
it sux i know live with it i really only like the first 2 parts
*snuggles* I'll cradle it in my hands 'till the day I die.
I stoled it :P
http://youdontknowmerat.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-response-to-httpmjrh2008.html
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