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We are the broken

Poetry By: Midnight Jade
Horror



What can you call yourself if you can't feel the world around you? Nothing is tied to you to keep you from falling away... we are the broken.


Submitted:Oct 12, 2011    Reads: 22    Comments: 5    Likes: 3   


We are the broken

What do we do when we cannot feel?

When time may move and we stay still

And all the heartless gather 'round

And tear the hearts from victims found

To put the jigsaw to one piece

And cry throughout our bloody feast

Not of lust and not of loss

But of all the many lives that cost

Their lack of love their loss of smiles

No youthful glint within that child

Filled with grins betrayed by love

For all emotion's lost to us

We are creatures with no hearts

We've been alone from the very start





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