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It pushes me down. 
I can't breathe. 
How can this happen? 
I gasp for air as I am torn to pieces. 
Torn apart. 
My hopes and dreams went in an instant. 
The pictures of my future shattered. 
How do you go on from here? 
How do you glue a shattered person back together? 
Pick me up as I am in pieces on the floor. 
A hollow existence of my former self. 
Moving through the motions of daily life as I go. 
My shattered heart ached to be mended. 
How could you trust again in this shattered life? 

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