Notes, Quotes, and a Random Me

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Breaking, Breaking.....Broken

It happened.

They broke down.

All of them were breaking,

And now they have fallen.

I try to pick them back up,

But it hurts me

To see them like this.

I'm still breaking too.

Just slowly,

Always behind them.

Slowly I crack,

As I try to keep them afloat,

And I don't know what to do.

'What should I do?'

They ask me.

But I can only tell them,

That I am here,

Because I, myself,

Have not found a cure.

So here we are.

They break,

I crack,

I give my all to pick them up,

But I don't know how,

So I say that I am here...

But one day there will be too many cracks,

And I will break.

And they won't know what to do,

Just like me,

And soon enough

We will all drown

In our brokenness...