Broken.

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By Chyna Symmone
I'm broken inside. It's not hard to see. You can see it in my smile. You can see it in my eyes. You can see the wounds clearly that I tried to hide. The many battles I've fought that have left me scarred. Beaten by love left black and blue. Can you hear my soul still calling out for you. Can you feel the heart you broke in two. Even though you hurt me I still dream of you I still crave your touch. Maybe it's my fault cause I'm still willing to play the fool for you. I am willing to remain a puppet on your sadistic string. Not facing up to the truth that I'm broken because of you

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