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Mar 2013
with every step, i felt myself break
just a little
                  bit
                       more.

i'm sorry i couldn't look back,
i was too afraid of finding you
collecting my pieces
to return them to me;
this time, i want you to keep them.
my heart hurts. i hate breaking up. nine months, then nothing.  it doesn't make sense.  it was my decision, and i'm still confused.
marina
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