I had to cut the heart strings;
Nobody cared they were hanging there,
Might as well have set them on fire.
I had to cut the heart strings;
Just a sentimental fool, in love with love,
Left out in the rain, when push comes to shove.
I had to cut the heart strings;
Now all my secrets stay mine-
I think I've wasted enough of your time
Sincerity was always my undoing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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