This is a little something I typed out late one night recently. I felt that it might resonate with others, so I’m sharing it with you all.
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It feels like,
under the smiles and laughter
that my heart is broken.
Broken in just the right way that
I’m able to shove it aside and decide
that it’s really all okay.
That it’s still whole.
But then a rainy day,
and one little thing suddenly makes me
Remember.
Remember the questions.
The Fears.
The Anger.
The Swirling Darkness.
Oh the pain of this broken heart,
Will it mend?
Will the cure that I’m working towards,
Truly mend it or will it remain shattered
Shattered.
Shattered inside while outwardly I
Smile.
the start of a good life 
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