trienta quatro.

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i realize it now
you broke my heart
and my heart
is not something i give
to everyone.
you held my heart in your hands
and complained it was too heavy
as you let it go.
you watched and laughed as it smashed on the ground
and was infuriated
that i was annoyed at you.

-trust is a two way street

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