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Sometimes I can't help myself
Trapped in a whirlwind of vapid emotion
That often masquerades as love
All I need is a distant touch
Enough to know that I'm still here
Waiting and wishing
That things had been different
When you broke my heart
It started with nights
It ended in years
You brought me up
I made you better
We spent so much time
Conscious within each other
Sharing our bodies
Except for one tiny place in your heart
You kept that for you
Just in case
Plan B
And that part of you
Became that tool
That broke me time and again
But hey
You're really good with that sledgehammer

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