Friday, September 11, 2009

Picking Up The Pieces

I picked up shattered pieces of you today
They were messy and strewn all around
I don’t know why I had kept them so long
When all they do is bring me down
I swept up the memories and love that we had
Dusted up promises broken on the floor
I bagged it all up with some pictures of you
And I threw it all out the back door
I put up new pictures and a fresh coat of paint
Opened the windows so the breeze could blow through
There was a freshness in my heart when I finished
Picking up the pieces of you

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