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Dec 2013
You can't fix me
Not with make up
Not with therapy
I'm blessed
With many things
But good things ,
They don't come easy

They say you're not broken
You're just lost
"Let me help you"
Do they really care
Curious,that's what they are
They didn't care then so,
Why now when I'm already broken

Merde happens all the time
Make us
break us
It's tough,makes us strong
It's painful,
torturous
I can't take it all
Mi
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