Broken
Lay there broken,
Arms bent and done,
Heart not spoken,
Love...there is none.
Crippling fall,
Nothing but fake,
Slow achey crawl,
Memories that break.
Body so frail,
Touch of death,
Bond grown stale,
Taking the last breath.
Hearts dying beat,
Life full of lies,
Only deciet,
A soul that dies.
Brain full of know,
Eyes that barely see,
oh, how long ago,
It was we.
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