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He’d break your heart, you know that

He’d take it and make it his

Then throw it right down to the ground

The cracks would appear

Cracks like you walk on all day on the sidewalk

Cracks of heartache and loneliness and broken dreams

That’s what he’s best at

And you’d recognize the cracks by the scars I carry with me every day




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