How can I be good at being fixed,
If I'm best at being broken?

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Break my heart
So at least I'll feel broken heartbeats
Instead of nothing

I'm a glass vase
Knock me over
Burn the shattered pieces on the floor

Repeat what you did
So I can torture myself
With your memory again

Tear out my heart
Rip out my soul
They're a waste of space really, I never use them

Leave only that paper
And the ability to read
I'll be gone by morning


Break me again, I dare you
I promise I won't fix it this time