Broken

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I offered my hand but you wanted my heart ,
You stole it from me and tore it apart ,

When I was with you I could step on the cracks,
But you saw me fall so you took a step back ,

I whispered my secrets and you told me lies ,
I saw a saviour and you saw a prize ,

You held me to you and the world was so bright ,
But you threw me away at the end of the night .

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