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i love breaking my own heart, all the time and every time i see you, piece by piece it falls, the thundering of my heart weakens as it crumbles down, fleeting away my moments with you, secondary, forever gone. you never said my name not even a whisper, it's like you don't even know it at all. you break my heart by doing nothing, day by day has gone by, my heart keeps hoping, with tears seeping down my face. slight the chance i have crushed like a dream i once had. hence, it is true. by doing nothing, you can break a person's heart and soul. obliviously, with no control. but how could i blame you? when it's me who breaks the little fragile heart & soul of mine by allowing myself to feel for you and ultimately hope for you.