When I meet you my heart will shatter
into a thousand pecies unto the floor.
I won't pick them up for it will not matter,
cause you will see then right to my core.
When i meet you I will gasp for breath but won't catch it,
it willl feel as if my throat is climbing a ladder.
When i meet you my heart will shatter,
into your hands for lfe will not matter.
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Submission Name: for life will not matter
