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Feb 2015
When your heart is broken,

my heart breaks too.

I want to help pick up the pieces,

but I don't think even you know where they are.

I want you to love yourself the way you used to.

The way I still do.

Because you are perfectly you.

I want your smile to be happy again.
Alexa  B
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Alexa B  United States
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