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this is my heart.
It's black and blue
It's broken and bleeding
You're the wound
And you're the healing.

This is my life
It's twisted and burnt
Crisp like ashes from fires
That smoldered long ago
I gave it up
So I could be away from you.

This is my soul
It's limp and vile
It's small and cold
like a winter snowstorm
that never seems to end
And you took it and said
it will heal.

This is me
I'm never perfect
I won't ever be
but you love me anyway
just because I'm me.



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