Sacrifice
You can hurt me a hundred times, then a hundred more.
It's no matter to me because I won't keep score.
Beat away at me, break me down to the core.
There you will find some love, take it and roar!
Use it for strength, to help yourself soar.
To replenish and refill, that's what it's for.
It's okay, I have love to give and love in store.
Go ahead and use it to fix that beautiful heart they tore.
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