He complained about stepping on broken pieces
he thought she just didn't bother to pick them up
what he didn't know is that those broken pieces were not from a vase or a China cup,
they were pieces of her broken heart,
she's been trying to gather them for so long but some are too small to catch.
I'm sorry her wounds were inconvenient for you, next time don't walk into a storm barefoot.
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Poetry"Everyone's playing checkers with their scars, saying checkmate whenever they get out without a broken heart. Just to be clear I don't want to get out without a broken heart. I intend to leave this life so shattered there's gonna have to be a thousa...
