Tiny pieces
Into tiny pieces I've become sadly, I can't put myself together since I don't know which piece is which that one piece I broke without any intentions of breaking it's hard to get back together I'm trying to figure out which piece best fits the hole but all the pieces are placed where they ain't supposed to be which brings up the new me I don't know it was best with you around like a little kid I couldn't make a step but you were that tiny piece that makes a lot of difference which you maybe knew or never knew you were, but I broke you into a million tiny pieces more than what was already there the person I've created out of you without your permission the heart I broke without a gun to my hand how I wanna puzzle you up back together only if you let me
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