BROKEN


  I am a flyby down across the street

  Searching for the unknown which is    known inside me but I cannot find it

A comatose soul I become

A restless soul, winding in shame and oblivion

I am not a star but a dust along the shores of the sea

Tears rolling down my eyes; revealing the message I have for the outside world

I am broken

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