why don't you want the rest of me too?
the sad times...
the bad times...
don't all of those times make me the person that i am?
if you take only one part, won't the rest of me feel left out?
alone.
it's hard knowing that someone only wants a piece of you, and is willing to throw the rest out for the birds.
the truth is, there is only one "me" who feels forsaken; and forever, only one "me" to love.
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