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Author: Death-Scimitar
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Poetry/Angst - Reviews: 6 - Published: 05-31-06 - Updated: 05-31-06 - Complete - id:2183268

I am broken

Cane you fix me?

I am lost

Can you find me?

Gone is my pillar

Gone is my guide

They both have left me here to die

No longer do I work

No longer do I lead

I am nothing more

Than the worst of all these

So leave me here

Shattered and confused

By the words and actions

That you did so choose

Cast me aside

Cut me down

No longer shall I get around

Actions speak louder

Than words that are spoken

But both still hurt

To one so broken

Words can cut deeper

Than the sword of your actions

But to the lost weeper

Both can still bleed

I’ve laid down my cross

Gave up my token

Because you left me here

Lost and broken


A/N: "This is newly written. I wrote it last night... yeah. Life isn't always peaches and cream, sometimes it's more like onions and oil, it makes you cry and makes you sick."bitter chuckle "So, yeah, that's my life right now. How's yours?"


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