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Broken
I feel like a piece of paper
Ripped in two
Each piece crumbled up into a ball
Equally useless
Recycle me
Recycle me into oblivion
Recycle me until no original piece of me remains
Recycle me until I am no longer,
I look at my hands in which no longer belong to me,
My soul has been vanquished
I look to the sky
Finally I feel release
Fall with me into the sky,
Fall with me
Stay with me forever
Ripped in two
Each piece crumbled up into a ball
Equally useless
Recycle me
Recycle me into oblivion
Recycle me until no original piece of me remains
Recycle me until I am no longer,
I look at my hands in which no longer belong to me,
My soul has been vanquished
I look to the sky
Finally I feel release
Fall with me into the sky,
Fall with me
Stay with me forever
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