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You break me to my core.

You squeeze me and try to squash me.

You hit me off the table, maybe even the door.

You peel me a part and take a chunk of me.

You break me to my core.

Slowly, your enjoying this,

Piece at a time.

You destroy me until there is nothing left inside.

 

 

My Terrys chocolate orange!

◄ Mama (response to Daughter by Sybil Ruth)

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