broken
i,m afraid of being hurt agianto feel the pain i always feel
beacuse i'm me that who i'm always going to be is me
for a fact you don't like me beacuse im a rag doll with black hair and brown eyes sexy combnation right but im still broken
with two working legs and bretheing lungs but i wonder what ive done
to make me this sad i am broken
arent you glad see my tears and my fear beacuse i am broken
but i can fly without another person to steer
beacuse i am broken
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