Broken Poems.
Broken bottles, broken dreams
Broken hearts, and broken things
Screaming out, to say the least
Ive lost it all, un caged the beast
To be a menace, isnt wanted
But you left me, cold and frozen
Is the heart that you created
Now my life is for the taking
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