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broken people
We're all broken people,
But maybe you're just cut too deep.
And I can't find
Bandaids for your scars.
You guard your heart from me.
I still make space for you,
I kiss and bless your wounds.
A new face, you seek.
You bleed all over me.
Now your jagged pieces are mine,
And you're not the only one hurting.
Thank you for this gift of love,
I guess I'm finally learning.
That you can't love something back to life,
You're better off leaving it burning.
Than setting yourself on fire
Just to sympathize.
One day I'll realize
Broken hearts breed scars.
© bluebliss
But maybe you're just cut too deep.
And I can't find
Bandaids for your scars.
You guard your heart from me.
I still make space for you,
I kiss and bless your wounds.
A new face, you seek.
You bleed all over me.
Now your jagged pieces are mine,
And you're not the only one hurting.
Thank you for this gift of love,
I guess I'm finally learning.
That you can't love something back to life,
You're better off leaving it burning.
Than setting yourself on fire
Just to sympathize.
One day I'll realize
Broken hearts breed scars.
© bluebliss
