Broken, by Jasper K
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Broken.
You lay there broken
Yet you hid it so well
That nobody knew
Broken.
Your soul was broken
You still refused help
And continued to break
Broken.
My heart was broken
When they told me
It's still broken today
Broken.
My voice is broken
I don't stop screaming
At your broken headstone
Broken.
I'm broken so badly
I wish you'd come back
But why come back to the broken?
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Posted: 2014-03-18 22:31:28 UTC |
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