Her heart was just like a piece of paper that has been ripped in a hundred pieces. Whenever she would put them back together, somehow it would manage to fall apart again.
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Her heart was just like a piece of paper that has been ripped in a hundred pieces. Whenever she would put them back together, somehow it would manage to fall apart again.
