Building and Breaking
Broken in a million pieces
scattered in the dirt
wanting to be loved
but all I know is hurt
you take me
you save me
you brush off the earth
you see me
you free me
you believe I have worth
taking all my pieces
you begin to work
molding and making
me something new again
You bring vibrant color
yellow and red and pink
making me positive
making me think
we may have gray
the worst of days
but when you feel
broken in a million pieces
the dirt knows me too
I've been there
and
I'll be there for you
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