I guess this is what I get for loving
A tarnished heart
In broken pieces
No one left, to put them back
No matter how hard I try to
I never find ease,
So, the heart stays tarnished
I guess, this is what I get for feeling
Sometimes
It Feels like the whole world is against me
Regardless of the steps you take to find healing
You can't seem to purify the thoughts
You can't change their minds
I guess, this is what I get for caring
This is what I get for understanding
This is what I get for forgiving
This is what I get for
All those days and nights
I wasted sewing your tarnished heart
Purifying your mind
Changing their minds about you
Somewhere in between
The cracks
The time
The dedication
You disappeared
I search for you because I need you
I need you in the way you needed me then
I need you to decipher the cracks
Decode the scars
Help me find healing
How come you won't fight for me
The way I fought for you
I never really could fix your heart
Though I severed the ties
You just left me wounded
I guess that's what I get
For trying to fix a tarnished heart
-MissRoub
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Growth
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