Al The Little PiecesA Poem by BreeBased on the song Caraphernalia by Pierce The Veil
Whats so importent about picking up the pieces
The mess wasn't your fault, it's not fair That someone took your heart And handled it without care. Now you stare at the pieces Wondering if it's worth the fix It's only gonna break again Due to all the cruel tricks. This is the last straw You're not gonna deal with this pain again It's all to much to handle, And you broke when you wanted to bend. So what if you grow cold, And so what if you can't love anymore Thats probably better Than your heart ending up on the floor. And you may never learn to love again You need a whole heart for love to be true And the hardest part is to pick up the pieces When you don't even want to. © 2011 Bree |
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Added on June 26, 2011 Last Updated on June 26, 2011 AuthorBreeWayne, NJAboutBree. ~Things I like~ Poet. Bisexual. Atheist. Music addict. Junior. London. Jersey. 17. Monster energy drinks. Fuzzy socks. Coffee. Kittens. Tumblr. Crayons. Markers. Creative. Rainbows. Old Carto.. more..Writing
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