did you know me long ago were we close before the sorrow if you thought of leaving any traces I'll be sifting through the broken places did I know you once upon a time you dreamed of me and now I'm searching for myself in strangers' faces stumbling onto further broken places she turns purple am I blue can't she fathom what I do trying to get in her better graces touching her in all the broken places I get crazy not sure why solace beckons until I go tearing off again on wild chases crashing into same old broken places I am young so who's to say but for now I have no way of knowing how much healing time erases certain of these secret broken places can't there be a little breather? our love is a real seether to sore hearts we plead our hapless cases rendezvousing at the broken places I love you for all of this struggling towards happiness when the chips are down we play our aces hiding them in our broken places
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