By Hannah Soyombo
Are you broken?
maybe I sound croaky.
How could I even ask this when I know the gravity of the pain I brought upon you yet never hued.
Of course I should know I've Thorn you apart,neither I cannot undo the past.
I regret it,and respect you for loving selflessly even though I betrayed recklessly.
Gold were the unkept memories of you and I but now turned cold to behold.
You must have been really hurting to break into pieces,more I try to patch things the more you're piercing.
The broken pieces of you will hurt my heart ,I will take care because what flows ain't your tears.They're the hope of us melting.
I know you gave it your undivided devotion,even though I stride on your emotions.
This was never my intentions,to have you on conditions.
I found a way to fix this,but you already are a broken piece.
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