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Jan 2015
you can only break so many times until you lose a piece of yourself permanently
you have picked up my heart carried it like I was a princess then threw it on the ground stepped on it and walked away
and as I sat there trying to pick up the pieces you came back picked it up again and said the same three words that make me hate you
"I love you"
and just like that the fool I am I gave my heart right back to you
and you smashed it again with your own selfish reasons
as I lay there numb you come back one more time and I fall for you again to get rid of this lurid feeling
you smashed it one final time
that time I broke along with it
getting over a break up. I don't know. If you have any advise message me please!
Mariah
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Mariah
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   --- and Ariel Baptista
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