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Broken and Here


I love her, I really do Can’t she see how hard this is for me? I hear her voice break-up, She starts to cry. I cannot explain the reasons why. This broken family is not my fault. But still I try and mend it, Through tears, scars, all. Two sides with jagged edges. Cannot peace exist between the blades? I don’t think I can take it. Spending nearly all my time with you Because you really need me to My heart grows fonder for that other side then. Please, tell me...what should I do? For I know they love me, And miss me just as you. Must things always be so complicated? So messy, trite, so true? To me, the world makes no sense. Still I try and make it through. Please, allow me to love you both. It hurts me maybe more than you. Oh, can’t you see? My heart is blue. I’m just a kid, who still needs you.
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