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Broken
No comfort today
even my walk outside
did nothing to dispel the
roiling clouds of discontent (helplessness)
within my mind
The fight within my spirit is gone-
broken- run away- hiding
too much, too long
the breaking point-silent as falling snow
weeping endlessly - helplessly
is all that follows
Will I lay here forever
weeping in madness
or will my strength return
once the river of tears
has run it’s course?
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