A war broke out,
you were caught in a crossfire.
There was no room to doubt,
the consequences will be dire.
Listen, maybe, you should run,
What’s left of me is only broken pieces.
I promise you, fixing me is not fun,
You can’t piece me back, unlike puzzle pieces.
So, why would you stay?
Such a good soul,
Though I’ve touched you,
Don’t let me taint you.
Cause I’m not worthy,
Even if I need you,
I’m not worthy...
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