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[2dnb3]

It would be a lie

To say I wasn’t hurt and scraped badly

From the way you handled me

You all broke me apart in so many ways

Only to see if I would put myself back together

Piece by piece


So my arm is a little rusty

And my mind is a little worn

But I’m here in one piece


I feel gross

For the ways I don’t act like everyone else .