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My life like an old dead tree branch,
Already dead, breaking waay from the world each day.
When you touch the broken branch, it breaks down abit by bit.
When you hurt me, I break down abit by bit.

I thought my heart was like a stone,
Never breakable, never going to feel pain.
Though I now learned it's like a small grain of sand,
One fragile move, and already broken, feeling pain.

Your love for me is like the ocean,
Always moving on, never coming back.
You hate for me is like a tree by the ocean side,
Staying in the same spot, watching the ocean, and not caring.

You broke a branch.
You broke me.

Description
My life like an old dead tree branch,
Already dead, breaking waay from the world each day.
When you touch the broken branch, it breaks down abit by bit.
When you hurt me, I break down abit by bit.

I thought my heart was like a stone,
Never breakable, never going to feel pain.
Though I now learned it's like a small grain of sand,
One fragile move, and already broken, feeling pain.

Your love for me is like the ocean,
Always moving on, never coming back.
You hate for me is like a tree by the ocean side,
Staying in the same spot, watching the ocean, and not caring.

You broke a branch.
You broke me.