I need a minute to collect my thoughts,
Before I am consumed by the darkness of the damned and lost,
They say that forgiveness is key,
Yet what do I do when there is none left in me,
Yes, I am broken a shell of the girl who should have been,
I am broken yet never did I give in,
Yes, I am scared inside and out,
A life full of hatred heart filled with doubt,
Hiding in the shadows so no one can see,
The shattered heart never destined for peace.
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