Paper Heart
Heart made of paper
delicate and easily torn
worn on my sleeve
since the day that I was born
So I have learned to run
to care but disconnect
for there are men in this world
only out there to collect
they gather hearts made of paper
to crumple and destroy
will play you like violin
then toss you like an old toy..
I must protect my paper heart
for it can so easily tear
so much beauty lies within
if only treated with care
Soft hands that hold it
gently and with love
my paper heart will open
as the sky does up above
So unfold it slowly
without tearing it apart
and you will reap the benefits
of my fragile paper heart....
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