Ragz stayed up all night
Putting Stringthing's heart back together,
Sewing it tight,
Bringing it back to life
With the very same living strings that he gave her.
And as she sewed along,
She sang it a song:
"Dear broken heart,
I know that it's hard,
No thing in the world,
Can patch up your scars.
Dear broken heart,
You've been through a lot,
The battles you've faced
You wish could be forgot.
Dear broken heart,
All hope isn't gone,
I know you've been wronged,
But listen now to my song.
Dear broken heart,
All you want is to be loved,
So simple a want, and yet
It's easier said than done.
Dear broken heart,
Please hear when I say
You're loved so much more
Than the sum of your pain.
Dear broken heart,
I know how you feel,
The voice of this song
Loves you a great deal
Dear broken heart,
I know what you've been through,
I know what it's like
To be heartbroken too,
But dear broken heart,
Keep this in your heart,
The Creator of hearts
Will always love you."
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Stringthing
PoetryStringthing, a man made of strings, Lives a quiet life sewing All manner of things. All he wants is to share His creations with all, To bring a multitude of smiles Through his teddies and dolls. But he's all tangled up In what others think of him...
