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❝ you use your heart as a weapon
and it hurts like heaven
past the point of love
shattered and untied
do you ever get the feeling
that you're missing the mark?
it's so cold
still I won't let go
waiting to pick up the pieces
that make it all alright
but pieces of what?
pieces of what we used to call home;
pieces of what doesn't matter anymore. ❞
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