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Keep On Breaking
Cold, desolate, crumbled down on the ground.
Falling to pieces, breaking inch by inch.
Tear my flesh away with intent,
Feed it to the vultures and smiling faces;
Endless sea of drones and emotionless thems.
Picking, prodding, probing, dissecting what is left.
Burn off my tissue and muscle, slowly to ensure pain.
Break my bones and tell me you're sorry.
Look into my eyes as you break more.
Telling me I am already broken; damaged goods.
Do not concern yourself, my sweets.
My being broken will only break you.
So do not worry, just smash until content.
Then please, go on your way.
Go on to better things, better company.
Leave me to put the puzzle back together.
Alone again.
Falling to pieces, breaking inch by inch.
Tear my flesh away with intent,
Feed it to the vultures and smiling faces;
Endless sea of drones and emotionless thems.
Picking, prodding, probing, dissecting what is left.
Burn off my tissue and muscle, slowly to ensure pain.
Break my bones and tell me you're sorry.
Look into my eyes as you break more.
Telling me I am already broken; damaged goods.
Do not concern yourself, my sweets.
My being broken will only break you.
So do not worry, just smash until content.
Then please, go on your way.
Go on to better things, better company.
Leave me to put the puzzle back together.
Alone again.
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