broken, chipped, dipped and lyrically sipped
your soul was like one fine line after another
placed before my eyes, hungry for meaning, purpose
depth
i walked in thinking i was going right,
when everything was really just left
stepped
into your heart gently
walking on the eggshells of your broken hope
tiptoeing past the remnants of your bitter past
i fell in love there
and i've loved you ever since
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