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My Heart Is Broken

My heart is broken.
Shattered.
Into many tiny pieces.
The shards stab
into me.
They make it hard to breath.
Every breath I take
hurts more than the last.
In and out.
I focus on my breathing.
Every moment I live
seems like an eternity.





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