are just a million fractures that they cannot.
The rain falls from the fractures in my heart,drenching everything in tears.
A flower grows from those tears,
proud and strong from these tears of pain,
from the fractures in my heart.
The fractures will eventually heal and turn hard.
My heart will turn crystal, diamond in fact.
Never to let anyone in,
and to think that this all started
from just a million fractures
that they just could not see.
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