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Internally broken.
I pick up the pieces as words go unspoken.
There's always more than meets the eye,
I'm strugglin' just to get by;
whisper words of wisdom to me - how can I let it be?
Clocks are ticking on the wall,
they've come to a halt - oh no - is it my fault?
Another game of taking the blame, it's such a shame;
the demise to my fall.
Like Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.
What came first, the egg or the hen?
Can't you see?
Broken is B R O K E N.
*Originally created 10/1/2019*
About the Creator
Paula Marie
I don't know what's going on - I just live here, man.


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