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Damaged Beyond Repair


She is wounded 
Beaten and Bruised 
Taken and Crushed 
Physically damaged 
But they don't get it
They don't understand
Why does she hides it from them?
As if she is afriad to show her face
She was already damaged
Damaged Beyond Repair
Couldn't you see it?
Why can you only see it now?
I'm dying.
My mind will only let me escape
in the form of insanity.
If only you could crawl inside
See through my window
It has taken me years 
to recognize what would
only take you seconds to see.
I need to go someplace 
I need to go away
These faces make 
me crazy.
This situation is too 
much to handel
and comprehend.
I can not grasp it,
so you can take me,
You can take me Now. 

 

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