Break, break, break

My poor heart suffers so

It does not listen to reason 

It has a will of its own

It loves despite warning

It cares in face of indifference

It chooses whom it chooses

Consequences be damned

Break, break, break

My spirit also breaks

Each time my heart is thrown back

Shatters to a million pieces

Swearing never again

Gluing the pieces back together

Yet fall it does again and again

Break, break, break

I know it will happen again

Into love rushes the fool

Open arms with hope eternal

One day, someday perhaps

Another heart will beat with it

And never again

Break, break, break


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