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Jun 2016
It only means
It only seems
My only means
Are to an end

Break

The end
         The break
The end
        When we
                    Are all
                               Broken

And I can't count how many times I've been broken
                           Not on my hands
                         I do not have hands
Because......

If I had hands


They would be holding you now

Break


Break the sky
Break the land
Break the skin
With brutal blades
                       That I cannot hold

I have no hands
That are not broken
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
(charlotte NC)   
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