Lain on a pavement, heart exposed by a lover who dumped me like broken shoes.
Cursed both to and by a love I believed in despite all I know.
My bruises are for everyone who ever imagined, that it could never go wrong, that it could never happen.
To those who doubt my pain, and the pity I feel, just turn to your loved ones and hope things will always remain.
For whatever you believe in, whatever you feel, around a corner is a broken shoe with your heart in it's heel.
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