Broken

I think i'm broken... I love you anyway He breathed

I think I’m broken

She whispered to the moon

Why’s that?

Came the murmured reply.

 

Because no body wants

A broken toy

And I think it must be the

Same with little girls

 

The moon was silent

It knew not what to say

 

 

I think I’m broken

She shouted to the gale

Why’s that?

Came the howling reply

 

Because when I smile

At the mirror

All I see is a cracked

Replica of coldness

 

The gale went on screaming

Pretending not to hear

 

 

I think I’m broken

She said to her old friends

Why’s that?

They asked impassively

 

Because when I try to speak

It’s as though I have no voice

You never hear me

Even when I’m shouting

 

That’s nice They replied

Turning back to their painted nails

 

 

I think I’m broken

She whispered

To no one in particular

As she lay on the cold ground

 

But someone was listening

I love you anyway

He breathed

 

 

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