To a heart that needs to be mended...
I smile, when I hear the faint voice
In a distance, I see the picture...
A broken mirror, not my choice...
But deep down, there is a fracture
Which hurts when I try to fix.
Let go...that's why it hurts
I realise I shook the very foundation
Of what was being built...
I come with an offer
Though I know...
Nothing Is given freely
But if we live ideally
We would realise there is one option
That's when we turn a new page
And be allowed to have a new start
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