We all hope for a way to make all the pieces of a shattered life fit together. In the end, they never seem to fit the same or seem to fit at all. Still we try to clean up the mess that always gets left behind, and when we hit that wall, we find a way around it. We hide the pain, and hope that no one sees. The scars are always there to remind us of that moment when our lives changed, and we somehow became part of those pieces that never fit together quite the same. But deep down inside, we are who we are, and we find the strength within ourselves, and learn that the heart is a lot harder to heal than it seems.....
Yet...easier to heal.
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