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Broken and Mended

I bleed, I die

Every now and then I sigh

 

I hold my breath each time

I wonder if loving you is such a crime

 

True love has never been so hard, I guess

At times I feel I’m such a mess

 

Although people say I bloom

It’s because of you I forget all the gloom

 

I should not expect much

There isn’t really any, that is such

 

Up and down I go

Happy and at times it hurts so

 

The things I do for love, for you

The things I do

Sometimes makes me blue

 

But your smile pours down on me

And I’m high up so suddenly

 

I stop and wonder once more

Why I love you so much now than before