Broken Parts

There i go lying all over the place

My hands, my legs, heart, and face

Don’t go picking them up just to have them break

Those parts are all i have, they aren’t useless

Someone will love them and not abuse them

Stop ripping them apart

At least not my heart

I rather not think than to have my love rot

Try this again; there’s glue, stitches and tape

Maybe it will heal and begin to take its shape

Just don’t leave them

Since they are parts and not pieces

Maybe putting me back together will be a little bit easier

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