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Mar 2014
Whenever a toy broke, it was replaced,
And if we found broken glass,
We were told to stay away, it's dangerous,
I guess that's why it's hard to fix the broken hearted,
Too many people are scared,
Of the nicks and cuts they will get from helping us,
So we just remain like broken glass,
Until someone cleans us up or puts us back together,
It's their decision what to do with our broken pieces.
DontLoveMeImBroken
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DontLoveMeImBroken  WI
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