Trying to stop my sobs from escaping,
But I can't seem to stop the tears from streaming. I'm trying to get use to my heart aching, but it's a new pain every day. I trying so much to fix myself, but I keep breaking. A crack after crack, I'm a broken vase full of fresh crimson roses. You're staring at the roses love, not at my cracks. I'll only be cracking more.
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General FictionShe closed her eyes, and let the memories flash one by one. Once she opened them she saw hope surrounding her, the need to put aside the past and memories was growing on her.
