i attract the broken
for the broken find in me
a mending to their edges
that mine will never see

{when half is lost
and half is bound
the aching left
is right profound}

the broken come magnetized
their dead eyes mesmerized

i pour what i can into them and i cry
that is what it's like to be a gemini
for the other half of me doesn't exist
i can feel her, she's holding my wrist
yet the air beside me begs to differ
-shrug off the notion and the shiver
she's not even out there/she's out there
LOOK!
hiding somewhere with her head in a book
i'll find her one day in this mess of matter
this pool of issues and stray souls a-tatter
until then, i'll sort through the broken
that find their miserable way to my door
and if her edges could possibly match mine
there's a she that's me enough to fall for

the broken come magnetized
their dead eyes mesmerized

{when half is lost
and half is bound
the aching left
is right profound}

i attract the broken
for the broken find in me
a mending to their edges
that mine will never see