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Apr 2013
You broke me.
You broke me without meaning to.
It hurt.
It hurt more than anything else.
I wanted it.
I wanted to be broken for you.
If that's what you wanted.
If that's how you wanted me to be.
I could be broken.
I could break a thousand times.
As long as you love me.
As long as you hold my pieces.
Written by
Alice D
207
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