{"sf1_id":173772,"sf2_id":"keNBrNxe","title":"as the heart shatter","author":"Hemnon","words":79,"posted_at":"2010-08-30T16:24:00.000Z","tags":["Sorrow","guilt","state of mind"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/173772-as-the-heart-shatter","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/keNBrNxe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/d8/a7/d8a72fbd-0052-41b3-8993-c9804fb613a0","description":"","content":" **As the heart shatter**\n\nas the rough edges where removed,  \nyou where created.  \nbeauty and style you had,  \na real piece of art.\n\neveryday I saw you,  \nhappiness filled me.  \nwhen I had to leave,  \nmy heart ached.\n\neveryday I polished you,  \nright until you shined.  \nbut with a wrong move,  \nmy arm tipped you and you hit the floor.\n\nyou broke into pieces,  \nyour soul was dead and gone.  \nmy heart shattered in anguish,  \nI lost you forever.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}