Guessing- Heart

I guess my heart can break from the million pieces it has already been broken into.

I guess it has to do with the fact that I always wear it on my sleeve.

I guess it is filled with tremendous hope which just flows out from every crack each time it breaks.

I guess it can never be mended.

I guess I want it to.

I guess for the sake of making it strong enough to not break again.

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