Broken
Something inside of me is broken, broken beyond repair. Broken into tiny pieces, each piece is a hurtful word you said, or a hurtful name you called me, or all the hurtful times you degraded me. I can never really put myself together ever again and the most saddest of it all, is that you didn't even really care.
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