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you did all the things that you promised you wouldn't,
i guess you just couldn't handle it all.

i was stupid to think any different.

my heart decided to open,
then shut right back up because it got broken.

one step forward, two steps back,
this shit is getting whack.

i wonder who's gonna pick up the pieces,
of my broken heart.

some pieces probably got lost along the way,
i'm definitely ( not ) OKAY.

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