Broken Peices

She used to fit together like a puzzle. Happy and innocent but the people tore her apart without even noticing. They broke her heart, shattered her happiness, took away her innocence, and broke her into the peices she is now. They pushed, prodded, ripped, and broke her. She is built of broken peices. She tries to put them back together but they no longer go together. She cries in the dark, cuts on the bathroom floor. She is built of broken peices, shattered from the inside. All she wants is to feel whole but she cannot so she begs for a little control but never gets it. The peices shatter into little broken bits, breaking her as they go. All because the people. They broke and tore her apart, not caring or noticing the thing they have done to her. She is built of broken peices.

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