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No one tells you what to do with the remains of a broken heart. Should I fold it up and pass it on to the next person? Should I let it thread itself back together? Should I uproot it and throw it all away? Should I chase away the soul— my soul? Or should I close the curtains, turn off the lights, and leave a sign— to let people know nobody's home.
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Apr 8
Apr 8, 2026 at 7:11 PM UTC
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No one tells you what to do with the remains of a broken heart. Should I fold it up and pass it on to the next person? Should I let it thread itself back together? Should I uproot it and throw it all away? Should I chase away the soul— my soul? Or should I close the curtains, turn off the lights, and leave a sign— to let people know nobody's home.
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Apr 8
Apr 8, 2026 at 7:11 PM UTC
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