I'd think from all the times that I've had to put it back together I'd find a way to guard it or that it wouldnt' feel anymore But you manage to shatter it over and over; inflict such terrible pain I no longer believe in me when I see myself through your eyes I can't get anything right and I am almost done with trying I've lost my sense of purpose
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May the love of others bring healing to your soul
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