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The Broken King

The broken king... Move on with the pain Keep scars as a lesson It may drive me insane it only take seconds for a life to disappear yet there’s billions in this earth is what they say, really sincere I’ve cried for days and suffered for years and yet here i am all lonely in tears I try to conquer my fears and yet i cover my ears to the evil sounds of the people even my peers This is very cruel and for that i accept it i am myself and for that, i’ll never forget it Make way for the king the all so broken king Who sits on a throne made of broken things My heart and my life the struggle and the strife Yet here i stand in this cruel world to struggle and survive I regret many things it’s almost my life and here i am still myself and ALIVE

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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