Broken Pieces

by That Luke Warm Feeling

Bit by bit, I struggled, I clawed, and I escaped. But, even then, they had kept many pieces of me. As time slowly passed, I learned to piece together what was left, but constantly I warily glanced back at the bitter reminders of the past. No, never again would I let love steal from me all that was left. However, like a fool I gave him my heart. Which was all I had left to protect.

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