You made me out of scrap and metal.
Built me in your garage
You screwed things and tore apart, my heart that was your collage
You'd play with me night and day
And all I ever wanted to say was...
You can't break me down and fix up normal, I'm a broken machine, I don't mean to be mean.
I'm a broken record, except on rewind.
You fixed me up, and broke me down, and now all we are is...
Lies.
YOU ARE READING
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RandomI won't update always on this. It will be more just little stories and poems, whims in my mind. 😊☺️
