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Apr 2018
Sometimes I forget that I am made of glass.
Thick shards of my piercing words digging into your beautiful fragility.
Careful now, I remind myself.
For as much as I can hurt,
If you leave, I will shatter.
Holly W
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Holly W  Canada
(Canada)   
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