Friday, July 1, 2011

Tattered Heart

I used to hate goodbyes. But now I'm so used to them I use them myself... Life is short and I'm not blind to the fact people have no problem walking in and out of my life. I know everyone experiences people that come and go. But my heart is so tattered from it, I'm happy my heart is hidden in my chest so no one can see it's abuse.

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