Broken Wings (Niall Horan)
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He was the fire lit my world and destroyed it all in one swift motion, and I was the small piece of himself that he hoped could be saved. He saw in me what I did not see in myself, and I struggled to put a name on what I thought I saw in him. I looked to him in my time of desperation, and he served as the brick wall that was meant to hold me up. But even brick walls can crumble if you push too hard, and I did. I pushed too hard.
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