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My skin is like a map.........of where my heart has been And I can't hide the marks. . but it's not a negative thing So I let down my guard, drop my defences..down by my clothes I'm learning to fall..with no safety net, to cushion the blow I bruise easily........so be gentle when you handle me.... There's a mark you leave..like a love heart carved on a tree I bruise easily. .can't scratch the surface without moving me Underneath I bruise easily..........I bruise easily........ I found your finger prints on a glass of wine............. Do you know your leaving them all over this heart of mine too If I never take this leap of faith.........I'll never know So I'm learning to fall with no safety net to cushion the blow I bruise easily.....so be gentle when you handle me........ There's a mark you leave...like a love heart carved on a tree I bruise easily, can't scratch the surface without moving me Underneath I bruise easily......I bruise easily............ Anyone who..can touch you..can hurt you....or heal you Anyone who..can reach you..can love you....or leave you o be gentle... So be gentle... So be gentle... So be gentle... I Bruise Easy by Natasha Bedingfield. |
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