I shredded myself.
Gifting you pieces of me.
Giving you heart and brain..
Only to find out that you needed those things because you were gifting someone else...

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I shredded myself.
Gifting you pieces of me.
Giving you heart and brain..
Only to find out that you needed those things because you were gifting someone else...