My Heart is Glass

You must be careful with this heart
it will break very easily
when you hold it, hold it tight?
No matter how hard it gets to hold
once you drop it, it will shatter
into a million pieces, it will go.
On the floor, I will lay
left to pick up all the many pieces.
When you drop me, please don’t leave?
You will break me even more than the fall down.
Many pieces have been lost within this drop,
however, my heart has never stopped.
I still have many missing pieces
I’m now a broken, but fixed heart.

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