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You are perfect.
You approach a mirror, it's cracked. Tracing the lines you wonder if it'll ever go back
to that perfect form.
There are so many pieces, I wonder who broke it?
I know and I don't say, I see.
I see every rupture and I admire
how fucking beautiful you are.
It's hard to save a life and I need saving too
I'm here to glue it back together
I love you.
You approach a mirror, it's cracked. Tracing the lines you wonder if it'll ever go back
to that perfect form.
There are so many pieces, I wonder who broke it?
I know and I don't say, I see.
I see every rupture and I admire
how fucking beautiful you are.
It's hard to save a life and I need saving too
I'm here to glue it back together
I love you.
Published 27th Dec 2014
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