I am Broken
Withered and old
I live a life that’s unknown
I have not shared or Shown
I am Beauty and Beast
Sane and Insane
Bi-Polar of Living and Dying
Delicate Petals to Sharp Thrones
I am the only one who knows my demons
And the only one who cries my tears
I am my own enemy
And My own confronter
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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