Poem 96

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I am broken.

I am cold.

I am rough.

I am distant.

I am bitter.

I am cynical.

I am dark.

I am crazy.

So I am sorry if my edges cut you.

I tell you to leave my shattered pieces on the floor.

I don't need to he whole to love you.

It's better if I am not.

But you want to love all of me.

Even my imperfections and serious flaws.

Sorry for the pain I may cause you.

Yours truly a shattered heart.

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