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Broken Fairytale


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Broken Fairytale

I feel so weak,

Cold, and broken,

Nothing to care for,

Therefore, no reason to breath.


For without you there is no air,

Only the poison in which I inhale,

There has to be an escape,

A place where life is perfect.


But this world is dead,

It?s not my home,

It?s not the place I wish to be,

Alone in this room that drips red.


Each splash of color,

Ruins my world of darkness,

But the only color that drops is red,

The color of my blood, seeping from my wounds.


This fairytale is being broken,

There?s nothing I can do,

But watch as everything falls,

And fall along with it?

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