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I have no idea how old this is, but I'm pretty sure it's more than 6 months old. Or older. But I don't know. I just found it.
xoxo

I’m slowly building myself back up,
Replacing the puzzle pieces,
I’m repairing myself slowly,
So that I can normally breathe again.

I thought I was destroyed,
Broken beyond repair,
But now I am building,
So that I can normally breathe again.

I remind myself that I shouldn’t,
I shouldn’t slip back into my old ways,
But still I won’t promise,
That I’ll breathe normally again.

When I slip up and relapse,
I must pick up the fragments and try again,
It’d be harder if I'd promised myself,
But I’m sure I’ll breathe normally again.