Al The Little Pieces

Al The Little Pieces

A Poem by Bree
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Based on the song Caraphernalia by Pierce The Veil

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Whats so importent about picking up the pieces
The mess wasn't your fault, it's not fair
That someone took your heart
And handled it without care.

Now you stare at the pieces
Wondering if it's worth the fix
It's only gonna break again
Due to all the cruel tricks.

This is the last straw
You're not gonna deal with this pain again
It's all to much to handle,
And you broke when you wanted to bend.

So what if you grow cold,
And so what if you can't love anymore
Thats probably better
Than your heart ending up on the floor.

And you may never learn to love again
You need a whole heart for love to be true
And the hardest part is to pick up the pieces
When you don't even want to.

© 2011 Bree


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Bree
Bree

Wayne, NJ



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Bree. ~Things I like~ Poet. Bisexual. Atheist. Music addict. Junior. London. Jersey. 17. Monster energy drinks. Fuzzy socks. Coffee. Kittens. Tumblr. Crayons. Markers. Creative. Rainbows. Old Carto.. more..

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