Upon A Sleeve by Garrett Stone

What tangled webs we weave.
When hearts are worn upon the sleeve
I can’t bare to watch you leave
I can’t bare the pain that I receive

Broken hearts are for mending
To the wounded you keep tending
With all the love that is trending
And wasted time we are spending

For now my heart is slowly bleeding
With these feelings we are breeding
To your love I am now conceding
I just pray that I am not misreading

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