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Scattered on the floor


Do you believe in love? Well, I use to believe in fate. I keep trying to disappear, To slowly drift away. Thinking You'd be better of without me Or rather, I'd be better of alone. But everytime I try, I fail Because, the heart is ruling. I've hurt many people, And they have hurt me in return. I became numb to feeling lonely, So I try to force myself to love. I've had feeling that were strong, And gone in a day. I became aware of the pain I've caused, So now I run away. I can never tell what's real or not, This is why I shouldn't stay. I'm scared people and love itself, They only add on to my pain. I threw my heart in the river, A long time ago. And with it my emotions fell far, Into a black hole. I'm a broken record, Like glass That's scattered on the floor. But with you I'm slowly picking up the pieces That have flown away. I'm taping them back together, Like a magnet on a door, Slowly being put together, Recovering my damaged soul. I know I seem crazy, Emotionally depressed, Maybe a bit confused, But I'm trying to say This time i know it's true, Your my other half.
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