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Broken

He broke my nose, bloodied it spread like jam on softly buttered toast
Sat on a tube trying to hide tears from a carriage full of sad lonely bodies
Dirty shoes stare back, suede wet from blood splatters mixed with rain
 
Couples standing close almost merging into one unperfected person
Straying hand pull punches a kick to move you on hits its mark
A dripping puss filled void where once the heart did beat
 
Heat chokes, coughs spreading from person to person like a yawn
Fuckwits staring, brooding, emotive bastards I think to myself
Leaning forward sets off the agony of cracked and splintered ribs.
 
I hear Ella “My Man” playing softy from someone’s headset, tears start anew
Defeated and a failure I sit there in my misery.
Written by Pollybag
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