My soul is tarnished
It's tired
Its broken
Used and messed up
If anyone were to try to put me back together
It would cost them a whole lifetime.
Why should anyone take the time to put me back together when they have to do it while keeping their own souls from falling apart.
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'Nevermore Than A Few Words'
Poetry"Dear god, make me a bird so I can fly, far far away from here." Jenny Curran
