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Damaged goods by Darryl Reilly Im like a withered flower, My colour faded, My heart is empty, My feelings raided. Like an old vinyl record, Only more scratched, Like a tattered jacket, Im not whole, just patched. Im like a broken glass, Only in more pieces, Like a worn out engine, My motor seizes. Like a leaking pipe, My tears evaporate, Like a Smokey room, My love has evaporated. Ill build myself up like a brick house And once again be strong, I wont be hurt again Ill prove this damaged heart wrong, I will find that one, Who makes me feel like I should, Ill prove my worth, Im no damaged goods.

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