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Title: Im there To Pick Up The Pieces

The bottle lies shattered on the floor
I am there to pick up the pieces
My heart is Beaten
Same with my skin
You stumble out the door
I do not know what to do
Your the one thing i have left
So therefor i care about you
Every night is the same
We are both weakening
You the most
Im not sure were i find this little strength
I do not believe in God
No matter if i did
Would he put this to an end?
Im shaking
I don't know what you'll do next
Maybe mark me again?
The bottle lies shattered on the floor
I pick up the pieces once more
This time im walking out the door