Thousand Pieces

Thousand pieces of this broken heart…

Reminds of her and bleed in a fresh blood.

New life has some past scars…

And thousand Pieces of this broken heart.

Which are buried inside of this scar,

Are pricking me from within…

Which now I hide with my brightest smile.

And I afraid to listen to my heart again…

Afraid of each broken piece and its pain.

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