Friday, March 6, 2009


I feel so broken
like I need to cash in my warranty
So broken, every part of me
every thought and every lust
every need, what do I need?
I feel broken for being broken
for relishing in it
for staring at my cracks
tracing each one
knowing them all by name
I feel happiness is a myth
a fairy tale
a fable
my broken wants
my broken desires
i ache with every thought
and then there is grace

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