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Nov 2013
We can compare it to a glass
Cause' its fragile...
Like a punching bag
Its always getting hurt
You can see it physically
If you're like me

It is easily shattered
And easily scattered
But t the same time
It is easily flattered

The chains
That keep her heart
And her mind together
Is her disadvantage
Cause' you take her mind
You stole her heart

Once broken
You can never fix it
Whether you're a therapist
Or a guru...
The feeling of being loved
Can put the pieces together
Its not the cure
But if the love is pure
It can speed up the healing process

Once broken
She's never the same
Cause' the heart has built a wall
For itself
Now the heart's...
Locked on safe mode
Now the defenses are up

Well I say...
Can you fix a broken glass
By hand?
Impossible
That's how he felt
When he found out about her history
Chuma Komani
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