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You filled the cracks of my heart for a time,

As I did yours,

But something happened,

And I wasn't enough anymore.

But I tried,

Boy, did I try to be enough.

I even took out some of my heart to repair yours,

But it wasn't the right kind.

So, you left me in search of another to fill your heart

And took part of my heart with you,

But now,

I am less complete than I was before you.

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