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At times I come to conclude
that still packaged, my heart came broken.
And the whispers supposedly at fault
were never really spoken.
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I received two hearts
jagged, splintered and halfed.
And when all hearts broke to pain
mine merely laughed.
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I thought I was sorta lucky
not cowering at the spear.
For it can do no damage
if the stab's already there.
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So I watched the girl crumble
and hide so I won't see.
And then my heart surprised me,
For it hurt and broke in three.
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Rachel Steinmetz
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