If your hand could reach inside my heart,

What would you do with it?

Would you pluck the strings

As if I were a harp,

Or would you mend the broken parts?

How would you go about the deed?

Would you rip it out in one peice?

Or shred it into billions?

Would you add love and light?

Or would you burst it with a sudden pop?

Could you would you take carrots of my heart?

Or would you neglect it and leave it in the dark?

Let me ask, Would you hurt it?

Or would you heal it?

Would you hurt me?

Or would you heal me?

Would you kiss my heart and restore its hope?

Or would you give it enough strength to push on?

Would you, could you, fix my heart? Please?

Just for me?

Would you throw my heart away,

and find another heart?

Or would you love my heart forever?

Would you tell my heart stories and secrets?

Or would yoh embelish and lie?

Would you sing songs and tell tales?

Or would you scream and fight.

My heart is so fragile,

So please be very careful.

But I need to ask.

If your hand clukd reach inside my heart,

what would you do with it?

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