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May 2013
A thousand pieces my heart broke into
a while ago when I had you,
but you took one too many
and now that itΒ΄s all together
the hole is there
of the pieces you took.

never will it be
what it was before you.
The pain remains,
the memories havenΒ΄t left
and my heart cries everytime
somebody says your name,
longing, wishing
for you to come back
and stay.
whispertotheair
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