Culture

Will always be broken but alive

There is no healing

To what is forever more broken
There is no sewing back together

That which is forever ripped and tattered

 

There is no glue

That can forever more hold you together
No sorrow is needed

No solace is saught

No crocodile tears need be shed
Walk away, walk away

Use your self-determination

Feel beholden to no one anymore
Broken, but free

Free, but torn asunder

Torn, but alive

Alive, but chaotic

Broken, but it feels alright

I welcome your thoughts

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