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Broken

My pain builds up,

shakes, bubbles, bursts.

My pent-up frustration

can’t

be

contained

anymore.

My patience worn paper thin,

wearing,

cracking,

tearing.

Ripped into a million pieces,

or maybe a million and one.

I can’t hide anymore,

can’t pretend

that I’m not

broken.

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– Lexie Brooke 🙂

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