and now everyone keeps telling me how you're no good, how they don't trust you. how i took the wrong decision. maybe they're right. maybe not. i don't know. but the thing is that i'd regret it either way. if i didn't do this i would've regretted not taking my chances. and even if you do end up hurting me, i'll regret ever giving you that chance. so i might as well give it a try and hand you the hammer. it's up to you i guess. you could hit me so hard that all the pieces i've picked up over the years will fall apart again. or you could mend all those cracks.
so take that hammer. take it and revel with the feeling of having the upper-hand.
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smile, my love
Poetrybut the world is cruel. it will shatter you, make you feel so insecure, make you feel so very sorry, you will think of ways to leave, to stay or to simply s u r v i v e. but you must go on. so, please. smile, my love. * *...
