Sunday, 26 May 2013

Pieces

You were my master, teacher
and keeper of secrets
I will always be broken
I don't want to be fixed
I chose you
I liked how we fit
I gave you pieces
of me no one else knew
I couldn't give you it all
I didn't want to...
There were things that I've kept
to myself, held close,
I don't want to forget
It's too hard to let go
so I won't
I will always hold on
to .....hope.












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