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We are the broken hearted

The beaten down

Our spirits

At an all time low

From being crushed

Every day

As I stare into your sunken eyes

I see the tear streaks

Permanently marked into your skin

The remains

Of crying yourself to sleep

Every night

Don't you see?

I am wounded

Hatred, pain and fear

Built up over the years

Run in my veins

Like venom

You are not alone

Scars

Invisible to the normal person,

Mark and cover

Both of our withered bodies

Will you give me

The slightest ounce of trust

That does not exist

To let me show you

We are alike?

I can see inside you

You're fighting back the screams

Hiding everything

Waiting until the moment

Where you are alone

In your corner

100% vulnerable

Your crooked grins

And fake plastered expressions

Fail to fool me

It takes one to know one

We are phantoms

Still among the living

But barley gracing death

We are veterans

From this war of suffering

I am out on my last limb

Searching

Searching desperately

For another

Someone about to collapse

Under the weight of it all

Please.

Please trust me

A word that fails

To hold value anymore

Give me your bleeding heart

For mine

Has an unmendable gash

Together

Maybe for once

We can be at ease

As all the torture

Fades away.

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