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by Scott Cole Nov 29, 2015 category : Love, romance / love is
Since my first heartache It came with a crack, Right down the middle From the weight on it's back. Because of it's scar On it's outer shell, I gave it the name My Liberty Bell. My Liberty Bell Oh yes indeed, Such a deep wound On the outside of thee. I'm scarred for life My pain is my proof, A minor setback Because my heart goofed. For hearts are sketchy Breakups can happen, But my disability Appeals to my fashion. For I am who I am Wheather I'm broken or not, For who that I am Got me this notch. I'm one of a kind As far as can tell, One in a million My Liberty Bell. My beat slightly off And so are my looks, But what I'm made of Is all that it took. I may not be normal Cause I broke the mold, That what defines me Comes from the Soul. I know I'm different Than many and most, That what makes me I owe a big toast. My heart full of pain A scar I do grace, My minor disability It shows on my face. But it's not that scar That scar on my heart, It's what's lies beneath That sets me apart .