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Broken
I wasn't hers to fix,
but she fixed me still.
I could push and shove,
but when I looked again,
she was helping me still.
She put me back together
And I was finally happy again.
But the world,
It has taken many things from me.
So, when the world finally broke her,
I was more broken
than when she found me...
And there was nobody like her,
Nobody to fix me this time.
Nobody to take this broken person
and make him whole again.
but she fixed me still.
I could push and shove,
but when I looked again,
she was helping me still.
She put me back together
And I was finally happy again.
But the world,
It has taken many things from me.
So, when the world finally broke her,
I was more broken
than when she found me...
And there was nobody like her,
Nobody to fix me this time.
Nobody to take this broken person
and make him whole again.
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