*BROKEN*

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She had broken pieces
Where her heart was meant to be,
And always kept on thinking
Of about places she could flee.

She knew that she couldn't take it anymore
And also that her heart was broken and sore,
She kept on weeping and sobbing in sorrow
And wished that she did not wake up tomorrow

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