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You break my heart and slowly it shatters

But it is unlike glass more like silly putty fleeing the mold

And as it makes it’s decent to the floor in slow motion

It thins and strains and aims to reshape at its final destination

I always thought it was a muscle but instead it is simply mush

Something that falls apart in a sinking motion hurdling with gravity

Quite the opposite of a weightless sorry said out of obligation