Little Pieces Of My Heart
Little pieces of my heart, are running down my face.
Tracing down the memories, that time cannot erase.
Every little line, has a story all its own.
This one's for the love I lost, that left me all alone.
This one's from a smile, that still touches me today.
This one's for a treasured friend, who has long since passed away.
Some have rhyme or reason, others just appear.
No matter where they came from, they get deeper every year.
This one's for the children and the soldiers, who gave all.
And this one's for my wife, who is at my beck and call.
Yes, little pieces of my heart, are here for all to see.
I don't cry because I'm hurt, I cry because " I'm me" !
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