A glass vase, a glass heart

Hollowed thing, hollowed art

A glass vase is my heart

A glass vase, made like art

His heart is a glass vase

His glass vase

makes my heart race

A glass vase

Artistic face

A glass vace

Oh, such grace

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Fragile

Not agile

It's fragile

A glass vace is fragile

A glass heart isn't agile

A glass vace

A glass vace

My heart is a glass vace

His warmth and his grace

Makes my heart race

I was warned about the glass vase

The glass vase is fragile

If you have a glass vase

It will break in your face

Someone will break it

Someone will come

Someone will take it

But mine was robbed

Without mercy, my glass heart was stolen

And once I found it

It was art

It was decorated in flowers of hearts

It was in his hands, in his arms

And at that moment, I fell to his charms

He had a glass vase too

A glass vase, covered in scars

A glass vase

A glass heart, a broken vase

A love that was encased

Encaced in a glass place

A glass heart

But I will steal it

His glass heart

His glass vase

I will fill it with flowers of hearts

I will give it a deserving embrace

His glass heart

His glass vase