Broken

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You are my moon 

I am your sun

I thought I was immune 

To the pain caused by this one 

The flow of tears start

When I think of you

There's a breaking in my heart

As I stare at the sky so blue

I feel this pain grow

But I don't speak up

Covering the pain with snow

And these scars with make-up

          As I see our love descend 

          I start thinking it's the end



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