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Don't worry about my heart,

It is already ripped apart

You promised to put it back together

That you would fix it as if it were a puzzle

but none of the pieces fit as they should



There are too many sharded pieces,

Too small to ever be able to put back where they belong

I fear your love would nto be enough

The bonding of the pieces would never be very strong



I would never ask you to pout yourself in danger

So don't worry about my jigzaw puzzle heart

I will never be able to love again

But that is not your fault



So leave the pieces where they were

and walk away without any pain

There is no use in trying to fix me

It always ends the same