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broken wood, broken tile, caved roof. broken heart, broken trust, shattered truth. i build myself, but my tools are lost, along with my mind. i try, try, and try. but why? i build myself, but only to be and feel utterly broken.
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Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
Utterly Broken
broken wood, broken tile, caved roof. broken heart, broken trust, shattered truth. i build myself, but my tools are lost, along with my mind. i try, try, and try. but why? i build myself, but only to be and feel utterly broken.
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Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 6:02 PM UTC
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