Broken Girl,
Written September-25-2011
Broken girl twirls in place,
she spins and she spins
Until the world is a blur
of black and grey
and the dullest colours.
Broken girl sits in place,
she waits and she waits
Until the world passes by
without any sound
and without compassion.
Broken girl falls in place,
she falls and she falls
Until the world disappears
into the darkness
and she falls into light.
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