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| No one can see No one but me They don't understand What those pieces are See them on the floor Broken, Battered, and Shattered They don't need to be One for me To recognize the shape Of a broken heart They don't know or question They see what they wish And ignore the rest Only hurting those Who wish them to see More than what is there Now see the pieces Of a Shattered Heart (c) 2003 |
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