Broken
Broken
reflecting on the things i've done
more like walking on broken glass
each piece cuts, draws blood from my soul
broken promises
broken hearts
broken dreams
broken souls
cutting into my flesh
draining my lifes blood
weakening my resolve
until fall on my face
and thrust the shards in my eyes
and roll in them
cover myself in bits and pieces
of all the lives I've broken
reflecting on the things i've done
more like walking on broken glass
each piece cuts, draws blood from my soul
broken promises
broken hearts
broken dreams
broken souls
cutting into my flesh
draining my lifes blood
weakening my resolve
until fall on my face
and thrust the shards in my eyes
and roll in them
cover myself in bits and pieces
of all the lives I've broken
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