Mr. Right

Poem By Sam Smith

Mr. Right - Is he even real?
If there was, he'd be able to heal,
All the small broken pieces of my heart,
That all those fools broke and then pulled apart.

I don't believe he's even here.
I'll have no one to call 'my dear.'
All my life, I'll be stuck in the shadows,
Without a Mr.Right to fix my woes.

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