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How painful it is
How much ache it would cost me
To hope for another chance

I wear your name on my lips for warmth and comfort
Your arms wrap tightly around me as a tourniquet does a wound
Pulling together the ripped pieces of me
My heart crashes to the walls of my chest
And leaves holes like fists

Through drywall
Thoroughly broken,
I love you with all of my shattered pieces

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