Broken
My heart heavy like chains on a slave
heavy like jesus carrying his cross
Like having a taste of your own medicine
Like snakes that eat at your soul
While magets torment your mind
Dig a whole so deep no one can find you
No face no trace
Dark space that sucks life out of your veins
Broken or should I say Broke and shattered Not hurt but crushed
Swollen, inflamation , bruised , infected
just broken.
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