Shreds of paper..
Broken glasses..
It feels that way..
Everything said and done..
It tears and burns..
Never your perfection.
Paranoid is her first name.
Emotional is her last name.
Either way it's all her..
Wish those tears could speak..
But those are just metaphorical words..
Words the heart can't speak.
Those are the pieces of her broken heart.
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