The Layers of the Broken

Fri, 12/05/2014 - 16:24 -- mes2589

Running my nails over my skin, I pulled back a layer

Gone was my fake smile 

Running my nails over my skin, I pulled back a layer

Somehow my heart was still beating all the while

 

Running my nails over my heart, I pulled back a layer

Gone was my fake joys

Running my nails over my heart, I pulled back a layer

Somehow I died without any noise

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