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i'm scared.
i am so scared.
how do i tell you what i feel
without trying to hurt myself?
when everything seemed so fine,
when everything made me happy the other day
and now everything is slowly deteriorating,
and my heart is slowly disintegrating into shreds
that you can't put together anymore
because all you seem to do
is sweep them away into the dustbin.

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