My heart is freshly broken
This wound may never mend
And in this tide of emotion
My love to you I send

I found whats left of my heart
Crushed into little grains of sand
And these little red flecks
that stick to my open hand

I'll send it out to sea
In a bottle made of glass
And when the bottle smashes
it will stick you in your ass

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