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Split Me In Two

A blade,
A Throat,
Too many broken promises
A sliver of hope gone,
And tears shed over lost pieces of who I was.
Destroyed and disfigured,
Mangled and torn.
Is this what’s left of me?!
This barely beating heart of hurt?!
I'd die to know this masochist,
This person who’s claiming to be me
They seem to have stolen all that was left of me,
Splitting me into two

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