The way love tortures my heart, it kills,
Just thinking of it gives me the chills.
My heart is fragile, handle with care,
There are limits to the pain I can bare.
I try so hard to keep my heart locked,
And turn away anyone who knocked.
I don't want to play give and take,
Like glass, my heart will easily break.
Maybe I'm over doing it, but that's okay,
I'm protecting my feelings that way.
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