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Sep 2021
You only held me
because your hands were empty
then you made feel
as though I were the one
not full enough
You broke me like a promise
I wonder if you've found
pieces of me in her
You'll always have
the pieces you stole from me
The ones that were never yours to keep
Have you glued them together
to create someone better?
After all
I still have the pieces you left behind
the ones I didn’t want to keep
I don’t blame you
It must have been hard to see my pain
through the torture of your own
You had your own reflection blocking your view
You broke me like a promise
But I made sure to put myself together
even on the most fragile days
I won’t let my sharp edges
cut anyone else the way you cut me
I guess I shouldn’t have asked a broken man
to cradle a shattered heart

- pieces
Deanna Dellia
Written by
Deanna Dellia  24/F/New York, NY
(24/F/New York, NY)   
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