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Aug 2013
There you are, snapping me open,
I'm broken again.

Scatter me in pieces.

I hope that as I lie there, shattered
Something will seep or weep from each.

Now, reassemble.

Recreate a whole me
From these fragmented parts.

I will walk away, purged.
I'll leave you with those wretched remnants

Leave you with my hearts' garbage,
Clean it up, finish the task.
Amanda In Scarlet
Written by
Amanda In Scarlet  London, UK
(London, UK)   
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