By terry
Date: 2 September 2000
Picking Up the Pieces
I broke a heart tonight
and trying to be man enough to pick up the pieces
brush them off
and handle the jagged edges with care,
imagine my tragic realization
that every little shattered piece
was mine.
But I broke it myself
it was my fault.
I broke it myself
before she had a chance to return it intact.
I broke it myself
and will I ever be man enough to pick up the pieces
brush them off
and how do I mend a broken heart
when it belongs to me
and I broke it myself.
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