Tattered

Unwanted, abandoned, alone

My heart is a rag doll, tattered and torn.

Left on a shelf with the ashen dust

Still waiting for someone to pick me up.

 

Hold me, hug me, catch me.

Erase the scars left on my skin.

Pick up the pieces of my heart,

Save me before I disappear in the dark.

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