Habits Broken

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It seems to end again,

The way it always does;

Their reason is never clear,

its always "just because".

 

Now as I gradually recover,

from the hell I have been;

through which she drug me,

though to say its her fault is sin.

 

I love, I hate

Now niether apply to you.

I feel nothing anymore,

but protect you is what I'll do.

 

I'm your friend,

the best you'll find;

I can listen to your problems,

and giving advice, I'm oh so kind.

 

Whenever it happens,

that he hurts you;

your heart will shatter,

with his words "we're through".

 

I shall take the pieces,

of your heart on the ground,

and put it back together,

and mend the heart of yours that I found.