Broken
Tucked away, hidden.
Secluded in the darkness.
Wearing the silence like the skin that covers my body.
Hardened like an icy glacier.
I was the night.
I was broken.
Broken by the sun that cracks the horizon.
Broken like the silence from the rooster's crow.
Broken like the ice from the warmth of spring.
Broken like a cloud that covered the sun.
Now I am free.
Now I am strong.
Because I AM BROKEN!
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