11[Tenderness (Care and Joy)]

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This girl, this girl

Fixed my broken heart

The tenderness with which she stitched my heart together

She made it into art

She filled me with joy when she walked in to the room

I was so thankful I had her too.

but then, but then,

she left and tore me apart

she took my heart which was her art

 and burnt it


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