The human heart is like a bone
With time it grows and grows.
Until you reach a certain stage
In which it stops and slows.
The human heart is like a bone,
framing who you are inside.
But a heart, unlike a bone,
Is capable of telling lies.
The human heart is like a bone
A tiny fall can make it break.
Your words still echo in my ears,
And only fuel my burning ache
My heart is like a broken bone
That can’t take pain much longer.
And my heart like broken bones
Will only grow back stronger.

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