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My Broken Heart Arms crossed and eyes averted,
please stop looking at me;
I don’t want you to see me,
not like this.
Not with tears forming
in the pit of my stomach,
heart broken by those before you.
I can’t let you see
how much this hurts,
being near you…
wanting you to like me
for more than what you see.
I just want somebody to love me,
for all that I am,
even when I’m vulnerable,
even when I let my guard down.
