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Dec 2018
I was like a glass,
I had a crack every time you hurt me,
Though I syated silent,
Thinking one day it will all be okay,
Consoling my heart that you still love me,
Broken dreams, but hope still alive
Until the day I had enough,
That was the day I shattered into million little pieces,
And that was the day, you finally assembled me,
But only to throw me in the dustbin!

#broken_feelings
Written by
Kanisha  19/F/Toronto, ON, CA
(19/F/Toronto, ON, CA)   
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