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Broken

How could it be

that you just played with me

you act like you don't regret

ademas you won that stupid bet

you left me here all alone

and now I can't help but feel prone

open to the impurities

and scrutiny of love

and look what I've become

a horrible sight to see

but this is what you have done to me

only a product of bad loven

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Written by
joel-juanes
American
Published
Aug 5, 2011
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I wrote this for a very close family member who was crushed after a break up.

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