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Be Careful What You Wish For
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My Broken Heart Love was a coin in a wishing well.
You were a dream I could not foretell.
I threw my heart into the waters deep
as if my love were priced so cheap.
I hoped and dreamed to be yours
and that our feelings would endure.
You swallowed my value in one swig,
spit it out for someone else to dig.
My love was caught in your throat;
my reality based on lying anecdotes.
I should be careful what I wish for
because love may not be in store.
