Crying on the floor again broken soul broken soul I put pieces back together but they don't make me whole Bruised eyes unable to bare more tears sick of feeling weak Swollen cracked lips just won't let me speak When speaking is what I need to reveal truth in the telling To miraculously heal these wounds and stop the sadness swelling Before this broken soul breaks me before these tears overwhelm me Those burning drops may become a friend but they won't set me free Frantically I stare at this image and see only emptiness staring back There's no way to restore her already broken shards now crack One last tear burns it's way down my cheek and one thought escsapes my mind It's too late I disappear leaving only my good thought behind
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***Try and save me, try and stop me, I want to fall***
