Tattered Pieces

by Kyle Ouellette

Tattered pieces of my heart,
Along the paths I've traveled.
With no more pieces left to give,
My heart has come unraveled.

I thought I'd finally met my match,
The one I'd love forever.
But day by day, we grew apart,
Our ties began to sever.

Someone with a lovely face,
A heart made up of gold.
But in the end she let me down,
Her heart was black and cold.

Tattered pieces of my heart,
Along the paths I've traveled.
With no more pieces left to drop,
My heart has turned to gravel.

03-Sep-2006

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