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Oct 2013
My heart's nightmare
playing upon
my lonely fear
my self-esteem falling
So hard to
hold it up high
because whenever I do
I drop it
Again
as it crashes down
breaking apart in pieces
some so small
they become lost forever
No way to be replaced
and the ones I pick up
don't look the same
They're damaged
They're so important
to me, I just
wish they were
to someone
else too.
IllythiaRose
Written by
IllythiaRose  new york city
(new york city)   
352
   --- and Emily
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