TheeAmandaPanda

Broken hearts are we, Torn and battered by The carelessness of others And the cruelty of the world I am not perfect, And neither are you. We both have faults and flaws, Wouds that time has not healed. We are scarred, Marked by our pasts. But when we help Each other, we grow. My wounds grow smaller When you smile at me, And your scars start to fade As I hold you close. We were both stuck in our pasts Not allowing ourselves heal. But the glow of your honest soul Lit the darkeness, And bruned away the mist. Broken hearts are we, but now we start to heal.

Broken hearts are we, Torn and battered by The carelessness of others And the cruelty of the world I am not perfect, And neither are you. We both have faults and flaws, Wouds that time has not healed. We are scarred, Marked by our pasts. But when we help Each other, we grow. My wounds grow smaller When you smile at me, And your scars start to fade As I hold you close. We were both stuck in our pasts Not allowing ourselves heal. But the glow of your honest soul Lit the darkeness, And bruned away the mist. Broken hearts are we, but now we start to heal.