Pieces... Tiny little shards really of a time before it mattered. A painful reminder of the dangers of letting down the wall. Pieces... Held in the hand insignificant, but able to cripple the hardest of hearts. Evidence of life, and living, and a time before. Pieces... So cold to hold but burning hotter than fire as a whole. So sad to watch as a soul shatters... ...to pieces.Birth sign: Not entered
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