The Basket Weaver
I learned how to weave a basket
To carry my shattered dreams
Its bottom deep and reinforced
And bursting at the seams
I learned how to weave a basket
To carry my broken smile
I emptied my happy endings
And filled it with denial
I learned how to weave a basket
To carry all of your lies
Though it's stained with liquid pain
That's flowing from my eyes
I learned how to weave a basket
To carry my memories in
They slip away a little each day
For the bottom's way too thin
I learned how to weave a basket
To carry my broken heart
But this basket isn't big enough
I've known it from the start
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