Broken
Broken are my wings that would help me fly away..
Broken are the promises you make to me each day..
Broken are my feelings because of what I hear people say and..
Broken is my spirit when there is nobody there to lend me a hand..
Broken are my bones that put me in this wheelchair..
Broken are the memories as I think of the past here and there..
Broken is my faith that was once so very important to me..
Broken is the woman that in front of you is a broken down me you now see..
Buffy Sammons..
Copyright © Buffy Sammons | Year Posted 2015
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