he looked into my eyes
and he saw me
the real me
he saw how broken I was
and at that moment he knew
he knew I was damaged
but so was he
maybe two broken pieces
can make an unmarred piece
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unmarred piece
he looked into my eyes
and he saw me
the real me
he saw how broken I was
and at that moment he knew
he knew I was damaged
but so was he
maybe two broken pieces
can make an unmarred piece
