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Jan 2019
Instead of sewing the pieces of our broken hearts back on, we stitched them to each other and when you ripped away I bled for days, while you stitched another.
Did we make a mistake? Or just do things the wrong way?
Written by
Nyk  FTM/Toledo
(FTM/Toledo)   
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