M e a n t T o B e B r o k e n
M e a n t T o B e B r o k e n
By HaileyesusPublished 5 months ago • 1 min read
M e a n t T o B e B r o k e n
He was as gentle as he could be but I was just as fragile as I had been.
You see,
I was always meant to be broken from the very start.
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