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I'm scared and I'm seeing my heart scattered on the ground.. No one is pickling up the pieces It was only being stumbled and consecutively being stepped on..
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Apr 15, 2017
Apr 15, 2017 at 9:45 AM UTC
No one!
I'm scared and I'm seeing my heart scattered on the ground.. No one is pickling up the pieces It was only being stumbled and consecutively being stepped on..
I'm broken and yet no one seems to care and fix me..
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Apr 15, 2017
Apr 15, 2017 at 9:45 AM UTC
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