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Of how a broken heart learns to be whole again.

Like Shattered Glass...

We’ve all been broken,

We’ve all been broken, somehow.

We’ve all been broken, somehow. Scattered in a million pieces.

They told us

They told us To

They told us Take To

They told us Take Those To

They told us Take Pieces Those To

They told us Take And Those To

They told us Take And Glue To

They told us Them And Glue To

They told us Them And Glue Back

Again Them And Glue Back

Again, Them And Glue Back

But they never told us that

But they never told us that By

But they never told us that Taking By

But they never told us that Glass Taking By

But they never told us that Glass Taking With By

But they never told us that Glass Taking With By Your

But they never told us that Glass Taking Bare With By Your

But they never told us that Glass Hands, Taking Bare With By Your

But they never told us that Glass You Taking Bare With By Your

But they never told us that Glass You Taking Will With By Your

But they never told us that Glass You Taking Will With By Only

But they never told us that Glass You Taking Will End By Only

But they never told us that Up You Taking Will End By Only

But they never told us that Up You Cutting Will End By Only

But they never told us that Up You Cutting Will End Yourself Only

But they never Over Up You Cutting Will End Yourself Only

But they and Over Up You Cutting Will End Yourself Only

Over and Over Up You Cutting Will End Yourself Only

Over and Over. Up You Cutting Will End Yourself Only

But maybe,

But maybe, It’s our scars,

But maybe, It’s our scars, And deformities,

But maybe, It’s our scars, And deformities, And cuts

But maybe, It’s our scars, And deformities, And cuts That make us whole again.

Those parts of us we only ever had

Those parts of us we only ever had despise for,

Those parts of us we only ever had despise for, Maybe,

Those parts of us we only ever had despise for, Maybe, they are the only ones

Those parts of us we only ever had despise for, Maybe, they are the only ones That can heal us

Those parts of us we only ever had despise for, Maybe, they are the only ones That can heal us And

Those parts of us we only ever had despise for, Maybe, they are the only ones That can heal us And Make us feel whole

Those parts of us we only ever had despise for, Maybe, they are the only ones That can heal us And Make us feel whole once more.

Maybe,

Maybe, It’s not time that heals us,

Maybe, It’s not time that heals us, It’s not other people,

Maybe, It’s not time that heals us, It’s not other people, Or another love.

Because once you’re broken

Because once you’re broken Once,

Because once you’re broken Once, No matter how hard you try,

Because once you’re broken Once, No matter how hard you try, You are not the one

Because once you’re broken Once, No matter how hard you try, You are not the one You used to be

Because once you’re broken Once, No matter how hard you try, You are not the one You used to be Anymore.

Because once you’re broken Once, No matter how hard you try, You are not the one You used to be

Because once you’re broken Once, No matter how hard you try, You are not the one

Because once you’re broken Once, No matter how hard you try,

Because once you’re broken Once,

Because once you’re broken

And thus,

And thus, The only one that can heal you

And thus, The only one that can heal you Is yourself.

Truth is,

Truth is, Between you and I,

Truth is, Between you and I, My heart was just too big:

Truth is, Between you and I, My heart was just too big: It poured love without ever asking anything in return from yours;

But yours,

But yours, darling,

But yours, darling, Yours was just

But yours, darling, Yours was just too little

But yours, darling, Yours was just too little To

But yours, darling, Yours was just too little To even

But yours, darling, Yours was just too little To even be

But yours, darling, Yours was just too little To even be called

But yours, darling, Yours was just too little To even be called ‘heart’.

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