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Sep 2014
Breaking things
It's too easy to break things
We all do.
We break glass
Wood
Bones
Hearts.
We all break and we all die
And you can't do anything
We break it all
And try
To sew it back up
Sometimes it works
Sometimes not.
But we are young
Too young to be broken
Too old to be perfect
We make mistakes
We all do.
We lie, we steal, we break.
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