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A Million Tiny Pieces

 

All around the world my heart is scattered like ashes

Blowing in the wind fertilizing the earth

In the hopes that just a measure of my pain

Will somehow bring comfort to the masses

Through the night as they sleep

I will infiltrate their thoughts with these words

That beyond pain lives hope

The day will come when you can smile again

When you can recall that day when love broke your heart

It doesn’t hurt as it once did

And that time has lived up to its promise and healed

Before the night is through every broken heart

Will once again believe that true love does exist

And love will keep its promise to reunite every heart with love eternal.

 

Dean Jean-Pierre

9-19-05

11:08 pm

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