I took bricks to my glass house, a beautiful mess built from lies and forced smiles. With every beat of my heart I forced myself to throw the bricks even harder. When my heart felt as heavy as the bricks in my hand I stopped. I stood back taking in such a damning sight with fists ready to finish the damage that remained. The pictures still stood of a time that had passed. As memories flooded my mind tears came streaming down as i watched it all come crashing down.
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