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I feel like I am shattered glass                                                            ­                            
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Splintered, broken, still intact                                                           ­           
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Held together with resilience                                                       ­           
                                                     ­                                                                 ­     Straight forward no nonsense                                                         ­           
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You tell me I am too serious                                                          ­            
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you don't understand any of this                                                             ­                                 
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If you walked a mile in my shoes                                                            ­                  
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then you would be somebody who                                              
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trusted in people & was hurt in return                                                        
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was fed to the fire, charred & burned                                                           ­ 
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 who put their faith into backstabbing *******                                                    
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held together with a thousand stitches                                                         ­   
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walking wounded casualties of war                                                              ­        
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what are you judging me for?                                                             ­     
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I am a survivor despite my pain                                                             ­       
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  who's learned to never trust again                                                            ­                            
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  Don't look at me as injured & flawed                                        
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  despite the odds, I have stood tall

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