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The Shards of Love

They broke your heart 

Smashed it to smithereens  

Wondering why

You watched helpless without screaming a word


They cut you so clean

You didn’t realize you were bleeding until after they were gone

Piece by piece

Slice by slice


Love isn’t fair

And they don’t care

Hands stained red as you pick up the shards of your broken heart  

Knowing now the monster you must be

-scob

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