Broken hearts and beautiful scars

So delicate. So fragile. This tiny piece of metal. So beautiful but can do so much damage..
He broke her heart. Her fragile, delicate heart.
He broke it in half and kept breaking it into millions of pieces. Every snap, excruciating. Every heartbreak, brings her closer to the end..
Maybe the end...is tonight..

She loved him with all she had. With a fiery passion. And what she got in return, wasn't the same kindness, the same love, the same caring and loving and fiery passion. No. It was hatred. Hatred and beatings to the heart.

He lie with another woman. Snap.
He gives her a beating. Snap.
He calls her a whore. Snap. A bitch
Snap. A liar. Snap.
He tells her to kill herself...
Snap.......
With every snap, every piece, her heart breaks a little more.

This small piece of metal she hold in her hands, could be the end, or just another slice into her flesh. The cold metal razor blade pushes against her skin.

Blood. She slides it across. More blood. She finds a new spot. Pushes down. More this time. Slides it across. Blood. She holds it to her throat, his words playing in her head like a skipping old disk.

"Kill yourself. Kill yourself. Kill yourself. Kill yourself. Kill yourself. Kill yourself." They repeat on her mind.

She pushes down. Blood. More. Blood.
Finally. She slits her throat. Slow and steady. Making sure to feel every bit of the pain. She closes her eyes and falls to the ground.

You let her go too easily, not even thinking of how she felt. Now shes gone and well; That's on you.

Think. Before you act.

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