just a poet living in a lonely world
The Broken will Rise I fell into your snare as soon as our eyes met I was young and naïve, a sort of Juliet The first time you struck me my soul fell away I was living but felt nothing, I was a walking clique I was the girl who stayed put only to watch herself decay I was a fragment of me, everything else faded away Before my undoing, I picked myself up I had to escape, enough was enough Today, it is you who I feel sorry for You will never know love, only pain eating at your core I'll pray for your soul, and I'll tuck you away You no longer have me, to your dismay I am now free, and Ill cast my sail high I will drift off into the sunset, kiss the memory of you goodbye
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