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Mar 6
And for one second I thought
that maybe you could feel the same
and now,
my heart is shattered
into so many tiny pieces
that I simply don't know
how to pick them up.

Everything I can give to you
are the shattered pieces of my heart.
Pathetic, isn't it?

Written by
Eden Quinn  15/Non-binary/Germany
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