Creative nonfiction. The romance of two frail hearts.. 🎧🎧 Foolish heart looks like we're here again Same old game of plastic smile Don't let anybody in Hiding my heartache, will this glass house break How much will they take before I'm empty Do I let it show, does anybody know? But You see the real me Hiding in my skin, broken from within Unveil me completely I'm loosening my grasp There's no need to mask my frailty 'Cause You see the real me What a mess I've made of my existence But You love me even now And still I see somehow Wonderful, beautiful is what You see When You look at me You're turning the tattered fabric of my life into A perfect tapestry I just wanna be me........ (Natalie Grant)
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