#as if im surprised

I have a penchant for the broken things

No. Not the grotesque, twisted kind of monstrous

That you’d never be

Because you were always beautiful

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We are two broken things

I want to set myself next to you

See how our jagged edges line up

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I know, darling,

We’ve both had our fair share

Of skin catching on our glass shard edges 

Accident-prone, we are—

Perhaps with time we will smooth out.

But time is something we don’t have

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You said you felt broken. I come sit by your side

By the broken lake

And all the broken moon and star light,

Could never match the night in your eyes.