One Broken Piece At a Time



One broken piece At a time

I have had a reoccurring dream 

There’s no heart left in my poor chest

piece by piece it disappears

And I wake up soaking wet


All alone and dangling

Hanging on love’s limb

In a world that began to fall apart

When you came walking in


I need a dream where love won’t end

Where you don’t pull away

Leaving less of me behind

A little more each day


But there’s no way to stop you

You’ll commit love’s perfect crime

And my heart will be stolen

One broken piece at a time 


John Snelling

11:05:22

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