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May 2016
My body is weak and limp
I may put on a facade
But I am vulnerable
I cannot hold my own
Though I try.
Just for once
I want someone to care
And hold me
To know I'm
Anything but okay
As my body shakes
And trembles
With the demons
Trying to escape
But I must sustain them
Lest the world know
The truth.
The Broken Poet
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The Broken Poet  Texas
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