broken heart, healed soul

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he broke my heart
but you healed my soul
he must have rip it chambers
while you sewed them together
he might have forgotten about me
while you marked me as a memory
he must destroy me into pieces
but you somehow fixed me
he made me his mistake
while you made me your accomplishment
he must have left me
when you found me
oh wow,
he rip out my eyes
when you brought them back
he must have stab my back
when you must had healed me
he cut up me
when you took care of the wounds
he must have left me heartbroken
when you lovestruck me

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