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My Fragile Heart 00
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My Artform: Finshed I am what I said id be, but more fiendish. She asked for my love. I told her, if she found my heart she could keep it. I don't want it nor do I need it. I love to many i despise. My heart to big, and I can't answer the why. Am I lost, more construct questions from the deep of the pitch. I want solid reasoning for which I would have standing, but no enigma is, simply.
