When someone broke your heart, it breaks into a million tiny pieces. So no wonder I'm still down on my knees, I'm still trying to collect them all and put it back together just the way it was. And I guess I'm still afraid to give it to someone new, I'm afraid they will do the same to that poor little thing...2011-03-21
To The Millions
When someone broke your heart, it breaks into a million tiny pieces. So no wonder I'm still down on my knees, I'm still trying to collect them all and put it back together just the way it was. And I guess I'm still afraid to give it to someone new, I'm afraid they will do the same to that poor little thing...
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