My Heart was born broken
It can't be fixed
You can't glue the broken pieces together
Nothing has caused this
It is the way I am
It was the was my soul was born
My black broken heart
Someone stole it from my very soul
I do not know what they did to it
But they put it back in broken pieces
No one can break or fix a heart
How it was born is how it will always be
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Just because i dont have a face
Doesnt Mean it Cant Show Expression