[ Broken Hearts]. 01

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My heart,
It crumbles every night
With pain, with darkness
making me feel as if
It's the end
And every morning,
I pick up its ruins
trying to bandage it somehow
But there are cracks left in it
And i don't know how to fill them up.
-broken hearts              
                                        

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