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Oct 4
I'm too broken now
alone and broken.
no one to pick up the pieces,
the glue and help me

I'm too broken now
to wake up and spend my time
how I'm told that I'm supposed to
to do as I'm supposed to

I'm too broken now
to enjoy my hobbies
embrace my passions
to think of my future

I'm too broken now
to paint, to write
to create.

I'm too broken now
to pick up the tools
paint brush, pencil
to do as I want to
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So  16/Non-binary
(16/Non-binary)   
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