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My heart was young, bright and free

He made it change to fast

Now it's worn, scared and locked away

Now I'm left picking up the pieces

Each so sharp it cuts me collecting it

Bandaging the pieces back together

Never really healing on their own

But than I met you, everything felt right

The pieces slowly healed,scares vanished, cuts made new

Could it be I felt like this before

Could it be that you made me better

My heart could be young, bright and free again

Didn't have to collect the pieces on my own

You made me the best I could be

Now we can be the best us we could be

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