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Sep 2019
My life is turning into the bargain store,
And I hope you don’t mind most of me is used.
For example this broken heart,
If you find all the missing parts,
You’ll be surprised how kind it really is.

The store is open come inside,
You can easily afford the price,
You may find what you are looking for.
I can’t guarantee that’ll you’ll be satisfied.

If you don’t mind that half the merchandise is used,
With a little mending,
It could be as good as new
After being used and abused many times, I start to feel like like a item given to pawn stores. Nothing fancy to brag about, hopefully you'll find in me what you want. I'm not perfect, in fact I'm broken but with a few tweaks I can be better.
Written by
Hunter  19/M
(19/M)   
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