She spent years sewing herself back together.
All the words and all the lies, tearing out the fragile stitches.
She found stronger thread in creativity and confidence, but while the former was authentic, the later was entirely feigned.
No one would have know how frail the stitches were, except for her as they ripped.
But jealous gestures frayed the ropes and she began to fall apart again.
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