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Still Breaking

Still I'm breaking...
And you'll never know.
Still I'm shaking....
I've grown so cold...
Dreams... Frozen; abandoned in the snow...
Broken and shattered...
That's all ill ever be...
I pray that you can live on in these fragile pieces of me...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Nance Avatar
May 2, 2014 at 6:04 AM
Oooh well put. I feel you broken. :( well done, write on poet :)
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