Broken heart one more time
Pick yourself up, why even cry
Broken pieces in your hands
Wonder how you'll make it whole
You know, you pray
This can't be the way
You cry, you say
Something's gotta change
And mend this porcelain heart of mine
Someone said
"A broken heart
Would sting at first then make you stronger"
You wonder why this pain remains
Were hearts made whole just to break
Creator only You take brokenness
And create it into beauty once again
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aww shar, i totally wish i was right there with you. these last few days talking to you have been so great. catching up on everything, and being there for eachother. i miss the old days but as we talked about earlier, we need to make the most of these days right now. i love you tons, and someway we will be able to sit in person, and talk for hours...
hang in there girl, and keep pressing on
lot's of love
i'm sorry honey.
for all the things that break your heart.
see you soon again.
love.
I get to see you tomorrow:):):)
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