It’s not of glass but it can break
As shown here by a painful ache
And its not stone but it can shatter
Because of you but it doesn’t matter
It isn’t wooden, still it burns
Desire grows and sorely yearns
If it were paper, it would rip
And also be crushed by your grip
If it were steel how it would rust
Exposed and weathered, too much trust
But still it tries, I feel it beat
Regardless that I’m incomplete
It wont give up, it wont stay blue
We wont surrender, not for you,


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