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Sep 2013
I don’t know what to do
With this heart
Mostly made of glue

I keep dropping it
Shattering it
It’s an endless circle of shattering and repairing
but I know
Sometime in the future it won’t shatter anymore
It will stay together
A heart shaped lump of glue
Ironatmosphere
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Ironatmosphere
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   rained-on parade, Currin, ---, --- and Eliza
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