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You saw me lying on the floor,

Desperate to fix my broken heart.

I was the un-fixable case, the tragic downfall.

But you didn't see me as broken, you saw me as beautiful.

You picked up the pieces and put them into place, 

And added some more love, just because.

Now, you know me better than I know myself.

I am the girl who's mended, and beautiful.

Now you find me lying on the floor,

Thanking god it was you who saved me.

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