Broken pieces…

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Its simple, he whispered. This was not meant to last.

From the very beginning I knew you would break me.

And I would be on the floor picking up the pieces to give to another someday.

You do not have to feel sorry for me,

I just wish you would have told me that you did not feel the same way anymore.

 

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