THE BEAUTY OF BROKEN
When broken is different
than the broken before
And you just can’t find happy
you don’t smile anymore
You feel you’ve lost all the pieces
of who you once were before
All but given up
a mangled mess on the floor
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THE BEAUTY OF BROKEN
When broken is different
than the broken before
And you just can’t find happy
you don’t smile anymore
You feel you’ve lost all the pieces
of who you once were before
All but given up
a mangled mess on the floor
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Telling stories my heart needs to tell