That Boy.
stole my heart
like a lil kid playin keep away
took it.
refusing to give it back
when the game was over .
he kicked it
down the street.
kicked it further. and further
as soon as i could
i knew i would retrieve it
but alas
dammit
another lil boy wanted to play
seemed like fun
like a game
like yarn to a cat.
kicked it further down the street
pass Hurt Blvd
Teary Lane
and the BLVD of broken dreams
everytime i get closer
to gettin that half of my heart back
someone else decides to play the game
"kick DA Heart"
past streets. miles from the start
there goes my heart.
but i no one day
a grown man
not a child
will stray away from childish games
and pick my heart off the ground
blow of the dust
clean it
and not grab tape to fix it
but he will use
the power of true love
a glue that cant be broken
so quickly like tape
to mend this broken heart
until he also becomes a child
hence. one a man twice a child
and my heart is kicked on
forever
until once more
a man
gives me his hand
and leads me
and my heart
on home.

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