Breaking

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I am slowly

Shattering

Into a thousand

Tiny fragments

I am one person

Against 40 million

There is no way to win

No way to fight

There is no help

No backup

Keeping myself together

Is like holding

A whole beach

In my hands

Its like holding an

Ocean back one handed

I can't keep trying

Im bleeding from a

Thousand wounds

Broken bones

Im dying of captivity

I long to be free

But its too late

Help me

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