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Jan 2017
I am allowed to break.
do not tell me that I can't break in one second because of a person.
because if the person is someone you give your heart to and someone you're risking your heart to then
I am allowed to break. to shatter. to mourn.
but dear tell me
That breaking helps.
if breaking is the only way for me to be close to God then by all means I am fine with the pain in dunya hits me like this
it damages the bad side in you
breaking my heart into pieces
and to be formed into a new piece
into a new self
to be broken is a blessing in disguise.
you just have to find those blessings despite your damaged heart
sometimes when the dark side of life hits you
that's when you can see those stars light up the sky
and when you're drowning
that's when you can actually breathe inhaling the truth and exhaling the pain.
so hey. don't tell me not to break
teach me instead how to live with a damaged heart
teacath
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teacath  21/F
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     meana
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