Scars On My Heart
The scars on my heart are thick, but you still managed to get past them with ease...
You had ladders for all the walls, making scaling them a sinch...
Now that you’re in, I’m at your mercy, don’t break my heart, please...
You took a mile when I thought I only gave an inch...
You were past the scars on my heart before I even knew it...
This wasn’t supposed to happen; my heart was supposed to be impenetrable...
But you walked in, tried my heart on for size and decided you like the way it fit...
I should have known from the first message that you were gonna make me fall,
that I was in trouble!
-Angela Stull
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