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In the Name of Love

 
I've stopped picking up your pieces

Left your ragged edges
to lie
on their own

Some day, I swear,
I'll toss the box
with its pretty picture
into the recycle bin

just to hear you
one last time
rattle about
how you're never done
Written by Trixareforkids
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