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Broken Puzzle

whoa...

whoa...

I’ve got only me, only me..

 

heartbreakers after another

left with broken pieces

picking up after myself

putting myself back together

I’ve got only me, only me

 

I can only handle one heartbreak at a time

what they all are doing to me is a crime

million pieces of me and it only takes time

 

For me to get back on my feet

And be able to face life once again

The pain, the pain

Intolerable but I bear it

When things fall apart

I just carry myself

To somewhere, someplace

In solace

Where I can completely fall apart

 

No point in crying over someone

when you know it’s the truth

I can’t be loved

I can’t be touched

I’ve got only me, only me

 

Confused, lost over pieces

That don’t go where they belong

I’ve realized all along

I’ve been meant to be in pieces

Only someone can put me back together

Complete me, oh...............

until now and until then

I’ve got only me, only me...

 

By Steven B. Craig May 2012

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May 31, 2012
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