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her fragile heart

she sat at the computer typing. typing words that she could not see. tears had clouded her eyes and she let them fall freely. her heart ache. it ached so bad. she was emotionally wounded. she was tired. she had hurt a good friend and by hurting him, she was hurting herself. her heart was …

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today is one of those kinda days that you feel: everything you touch or see juz crumbles to dust infront of you. i just have a knack of hurting people around me, saying the wrong things and juz being plain idiotic. and i wonder why was i even born… to you: i’m sorry.

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