My Broken Side

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You see my invincible side.
When I'm with you I am whole.
When I am around you
Nothing can break my soul.

That's because my broken side
Is pitiful and weak.
It spends its days curled up and cries
When it can't find relief.

My broken side is bruised and shy.
It prefers to be alone.
When I'm feeling emotional and upset
It starts to feel at home.

I do not want others to know
That I'm not always okay.
So when others come around
I shove my broken side away.

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