I healed people, but I broke my own heart trying to fix them.
I gave everything, poured out pieces of myself,
until there was nothing left to give,
until the cracks I filled in others became wounds in me.
I watched them walk away whole,
while I stood there, empty,
holding the pieces I could never mend.
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Before I Let You Go | Poetry
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