My Life In Solid Pieces

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Introduction

I never knew much, about life outside my walls. The walls I built. To protect myself. 

Once in a life, they fall, and im left with the pieces.  No ones there anymore. Not even myself.  I don’t know who I am anymore. I’ve built new walls, tougher walls.  That I can’t break down.  So I thought.  Then I met him. And it changed.  My walls broke but the pieces were left behind me, and all I saw was he. I thought it was perfect. But it wasn’t, it really wasn’t. I shouldn’t have let my walls down.

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