You broke me
Like I was a stranger
You broke me,
Like I was your enemy
And even haters
Don’t deserve to be left
In that pouring rain,
I have loved you,
But you broke me,
Like all we had
And all I was,
Just a dream,
You left blue scars,
Blurred colors on me,
Left me in nothingness
All of my faith
Went to existence
You broke me,
And I don’t know
How to fix myself?
Too many drinks,
But I have become
So terrible, so numb
You broke me,
With my imperfections
You broke me
With your frustration
With your far destination
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
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