Here I am, as broken as the bottle on the sidewalk Here I stand, as solid as the key that unlocked your heart. You make it so easy to lose myself You make it so easy to find myself Here I am, as empty as the lines are drawn between us Here I stand, as solid as the space that we will fill in You make it so easy to lose myself You make it so easy to find myself Here I am, as ugly as the last conversation Here I stand, as beautiful as a first kiss MM 1998
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