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damaged goods

you’re just damaged goods
the bruising on the sweetest fruit
you’re the end of the loaf of bread
the losing side of all disputes

you’re the broken guitar strings
all the old off-key piano whites
you’re the static in the microphone
a bulb that never shined that bright

you’re just damaged goods
the ripped fabric of my favorite shirt
you’re the clothes I’ve thrown away
after being dragged through the dirt

you’re the recliner with broken springs
the remote with a missing button
i’m surprised you’re worth much at all
since you won’t amount to nothing

you’re just damaged goods
a shattered old iPhone screen
you’re all the sticky laptop keys
that ruins the whole damned thing

so if you’re just another cog
in this broken down machine
you’ve proven yourself so useless
more so than you ever seemed

you’re just damaged goods
too much damage to sift through
it’s just easier to replace things, baby
and so much easier to replace you
Written by LivDiane
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