it was my
fault

i moved the
table

because of me, the vase is now on the
ground

broken
shattered

oh, what have I
done?

i've made a
mess

i need to get it back to what it
was

it's not just a vase to
me

oh my god, i can't do
this

it's not getting *******
fixed

the shards stab my
hands

funny, the thing i love most
hates me now

my fingers
bleed

my heart's beating
fast

i can't bear to part with this
vase

sitting in the corner crying, i'm
dying

i need that
vase

it's very dear to
me

you won't understand, you
see?

the water's spilled
everywhere

mixing with my
tears

the flowers look at me
accusingly

i can't do
this

the vase will never be the same
again

i cry and
cry

until i finally
decide

that it's time to throw the shards
away

it's time to

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