Heartless (1)
She sat there staring into the mist,
pieces of her heart floating around her.
I tried to pick them up.
I held them in my hand, slowly
repairing the damage.
Some floated away.
I worked, long, desperately to save her.
Though, I realized, eventually
I was trying to repair her
with the very pieces I had torn off.

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