Stick Or Bust
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Mark Heathcote
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I married my heart to you.
I pinned it to the wall
you can crush it like a flower.
Cause the way I'm feeling
it now doesn't, really matter
it was freely, given
and yours equally
you didn't have-to-barter
I gave you, it willingly at cost,
hoping you would make
-the most of it, and you did.
Now it's stick-or-bust
or do you twist,
and have I lost?
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