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May 2014
Broken Mirrors
Ugly Scars
Pouring tears
Broken hearts
When Your feeling all alone
You can call my heart a home

Broken glass
On the floor
Against your wrist
You just can't take no more
No more

See the blood
On your clothes
Pounding fist
On the door
Will you please just let us in
We only wanna stop the hurtin'

I'll be there when when the bomb drops and troubles rise
I'll be there when the pain starts and you start to cry
I'll be when you need me
No matter how or when
My friend
Who's broken
This is song, it goes to theΒ Β rhythm of "Ill be there " . I wrote it for my friend who had been cutting herself.
Talula
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Talula
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