Poem #3

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Broken 

I fell for you

I let you sweep me off my feet

But when the ride was over

and my feet dropped out from under me

The carefree feeling became a memory

along with my young fragile heart

shattered on the cold cement

I still lay here

broken

time does not pass

I stay frozen in the moment I realized you were not coming back

and I was left on this cold cold ground

maybe its time I go to sleep

I have fought for so long

just a quick nap

sleep never hurt anyone, did it?

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