Broken

Who do you think you are?
Holding up a mirror,
Showing me what I desperately try to hide.
I don’t need to see my own pain.
I don’t want to look at my broken heart.
I live with it every day.
Fear not! For I am with you.
Holding on to your life
Healing your desperation
Your pain is mine to hold
Your broken heart is mine to mend
Behold! I am with you all the days of your life.

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