Die a Little... Live a Lot

Not mine. This is one of my friend's poetry... I do not own this.
Broken without you
Had doubts about you
Wish I knew
What to do...
What to say
And how to say it...
Never understood
What could be
What could've been
What should've been

All I know is...
It should've been me.
Shattered to pieces
Yet, I puled myself together
Fell apart again
But was not destroyed forever
Said some things I regret
Made some people
Pretty upset

I wish I could fix what I've done
But in the end, you're the only one...
I love...
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Published: 9/1/2011
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