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I'm a young kind of broken I don't break easily, but I break consistently I haven't devoted half my life to a love Only to watch it flicker and dissolve I haven't drowned in bills I can't pay Handing my dinner off to my better bits of DNA I'm a young kind of broken I break at the sight of documentaries Hosting hate, disease and inhumanities I break at hurting Grandmothers Euthanized dogs and dead Grandfathers I break consistently, a young kind of broken Holding in my arms love, hope and humanity But I can't handle it all, so I may let a piece drop out Every once in a while And when I bend to pick it up They all come crashing down I'm a young kind of broken Broken all the same All my broken elders: Would you let me break with you? Will you be there to help collect what remains?
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Jun 8, 2013
Jun 8, 2013 at 10:19 AM UTC
In My Arms
I'm a young kind of broken I don't break easily, but I break consistently I haven't devoted half my life to a love Only to watch it flicker and dissolve I haven't drowned in bills I can't pay Handing my dinner off to my better bits of DNA I'm a young kind of broken I break at the sight of documentaries Hosting hate, disease and inhumanities I break at hurting Grandmothers Euthanized dogs and dead Grandfathers I break consistently, a young kind of broken Holding in my arms love, hope and humanity But I can't handle it all, so I may let a piece drop out Every once in a while And when I bend to pick it up They all come crashing down I'm a young kind of broken Broken all the same All my broken elders: Would you let me break with you? Will you be there to help collect what remains?
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Jun 8, 2013
Jun 8, 2013 at 10:19 AM UTC
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