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My heart was once glass
When held up it's a calm sea
Steady, reliable, strong.
But it was dropped once,
And I watched it fall.
It's waves roared away from it's certain doom
As if it could save itself from the fall
But couldn't fly
And I watched it shatter into pieces,
Pieces that cut to the soul.

When you left
I returned
And carried the pieces away.
I brought them home
And kept them together,
But couldn't bring myself to try and repair them.

For years I went without my heart,
A bag of broken dreams
A reminder of what could've been
What should've been.
But I couldn't stay that way
I just couldn't stay broken.

So I found a fire,
And picked up the shards.
I grabbed some steel to fortify them,
Some ore to protect them.
I molded the heart from the metal
And poured the glass into it
Along with my blood and tears to give it life.

So if I give my heart to you,
You find it cold and dark
But love is a blazing fire
With it you might melt away my walls
And you will find
A red glass heart underneath.
A red sea that is steady, reliable, strong
And yours only.