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he cut it in tiny little pieces stepped on it with his feet left it dead not even pumping.... made me believe that love didn't exist.. and i started pretending not to care.. until one day my heart dried out... Luckily or unfortunately he showed up.. with glue in his hands (i didn't expect him to be prince charming riding his white horse and holding his sword) .... anyway he started gluing each piece together... it was hurtful... but it got partly mended... secretly i still believe it will be broken before the glue dries out.... hope it's only the part of me rejecting moving on... all in all i found out that i can't live without

It's me in the same room door opens door shuts it's always the same old game It's them coming and going it's me it's my life....