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Apr 2013
I'm a broken soul,
(You've probably gathered that from my screen name.)
I'm not depressed,
I'm not something to be fixed or changed.
I'm just broken.
And I always will be.
It won't change anything;
I'll always be this way.
Broken.
And that's okay.
I'm confident enough in myself to know
that I will make it through.
But that doesn't change anything either.
There have been and will be moments and people that make me smile and feel like I may be whole again.
But I won't be.
I'll be broken.
I was thinking today about how a person can only take so much before they break. Depression, anger, self harm, betrayal, untrue promises, and loss... I am broken.
Two Parts of a Broken Heart
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