BrokenA Poem by Erik Crowder
Meek,
Small, Insignificant, Dejected. This I how I feel. Torn into pieces My heart flutters to the ground. I realize you're all I have left Yet in no way are you mine. I am merely your shoulder, Never will I be your heart. Torn, Puny, Discardable. These are my feelings. These are who I have become. © 2015 Erik Crowder |
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Added on March 31, 2015 Last Updated on March 31, 2015 Author
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