In pieces

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I didn’t wear my heart on my sleeve
For you to tear it off
And crush it underfoot.

I didn’t make a house of myself
For you to knock down the walls
And burn me alive.

I didn’t divulge my soul
For you to strip it bare
And shatter me like glass.

I didn’t cry in your arms
For you to push my head under
And drown me in my own tears.

So my question is:
Why did you?

— An anonymous escape from life 

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Art by @sinashagrai (Instagram)

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