18th: pieces

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With years that have gone by, I've picked up pieces of myself cutting myself in the process. Then you came to help me you made feel good, you picked up every last piece making me whole again,making me feel loved, making me feel special......
But in the end you broke me more you crack the already cracked piece and flushing them down the drain making it harder for me to start over....

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