Broken
Past memories,pouring out of me like a broken coke bottle,
We were amazing together, sisters at heart,going on full throttle.
Now there's not a word spoken,because im still broken,
I cant forgive you for what was taken.
My anger is really pain,i hide it behind my smile,
While everyday i just try to make it another mile
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