if i were to say
that i am hurt far worse,
it would sounds like yours are nothing to mine
yet this heart of glass of ours,
will break and shatter; although for a different reason,
because the decree of feelings we feel
is not akin to one another.
and in the end of the day,
whatever has shattered will remain shattered,
and the reason it needed to occur -
does not matter.
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