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Aug 2014
She looked at me and said
The pieces of love
Are picked up from a broken heart

And she got into her daddy's car the next day
And off into recovery did she go

Off into recovery she went
And she returned in a coffin
And I never recovered

And the pieces of whatever it was I picked up
From my newly broken heart
Were certainly not shards of love
But I know they made me bleed

Emily
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