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Scrambled Eggs

I am broken,
Weak and tarnished,
The irony is,
I let them do so,

I let them get to me,
Crack me open,
Like a broken egg,
I let them close,

I let myself run low,
Let them push all my buttons,
And snapped at each one,
Until I finally lost it,

And the calm,
After the tsunami,
The aftermath,
Is so much worse

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