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Broken
I am so broken.
Beyond broken, I have never felt such pain before.
I was a token, his token and his love I never explored.
I stood naked in front him, barred my soul and shed my tears.
Love me! I yell. Love me! I yell again.
He looks, not a sound, not a stutter.
Shoved me, he shoved me so hard the shattered bones that I barred couldn’t crumble.
For these bones have been crumbled one too many times, his shove although hard barely knocked me down.
You can’t love me, you can’t hug me and you can’t show me the compassion I showed you.
I cried from all the brokenness I felt in this very moment.
Out of options, there was nothing left for me to do.
I love you, why can’t you see? I’d kill for you, die for you, steal for you, and give my life its true.
But all these sacrifices aren’t enough.
My love for him, or me as pure as I was, it could never make the cut.
I am so broken.
Beyond broken, I have never felt such pain before.
I was a token, his token and for him till this day I still yearn.
I loved him then and my love, so alive yet still.
I will never be able to mend this brokenness, for my brokenness can only be mended by you.
Beyond broken, I have never felt such pain before.
I was a token, his token and his love I never explored.
I stood naked in front him, barred my soul and shed my tears.
Love me! I yell. Love me! I yell again.
He looks, not a sound, not a stutter.
Shoved me, he shoved me so hard the shattered bones that I barred couldn’t crumble.
For these bones have been crumbled one too many times, his shove although hard barely knocked me down.
You can’t love me, you can’t hug me and you can’t show me the compassion I showed you.
I cried from all the brokenness I felt in this very moment.
Out of options, there was nothing left for me to do.
I love you, why can’t you see? I’d kill for you, die for you, steal for you, and give my life its true.
But all these sacrifices aren’t enough.
My love for him, or me as pure as I was, it could never make the cut.
I am so broken.
Beyond broken, I have never felt such pain before.
I was a token, his token and for him till this day I still yearn.
I loved him then and my love, so alive yet still.
I will never be able to mend this brokenness, for my brokenness can only be mended by you.
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