Just another empty jar waiting to be broken And another stitched hand waiting to be scared... With each empty jar comes broken glass And with broken glass comes a scared hand, From trying to fix what has broken..... It's simple when ur heart feels cold, Ur emotions have fled and ur tears are dry... Just bandage the wounds And keep trying to fix that damn broken jar....
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