Once let down, I never fully recovered. I could never forget, and the break never mended. Like a glass vase that you place on the edge of the table, once broken, the pieces never quite fit again. But the problem wasn't with the vase. Or even that the vase kept breaking. The problem was that I kept putting them on the edge of tables~
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Quotes for the depressed and suicidal
PoetryBook 2. Just some quotes that are depressing, sad, dark, true, and can/might not relate to you. I do not own them. Highest rank #572 in poetry
