A Tool Of Broken Heart
Love is for the strong and those of silent tears.
But how strong am I?
Your love has me living in a fool's paradise.
Your Love got be passionately curious,
And that is very bad.
Now you got my attention,
Would you serve me a cold breakfast?
Or would you stick by me till unknown?
Heartbreak, the generic of this millennial.
I once knew a broken heart,
I once was saw crying man;.
I hate to be that man.
Please handle my brittle heart with love.
For I hate to be a tool of broken heart.