You walk out the door
my heart on the floor.
You do not answer
my question for you.
You say it's too much,
my heart says it's not.
You wish for a change,
my hope has faltered.
I no longer think
I can handle it.
We are nothing but broken.
Mirror, mirror Left abandoned on the wall Mirror, mirror How many punches ‘til you fall You slip through the cracks of the mirror In hopes...
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