Broken
In the hidden corners on my mind,
Is a place only you can find.
Ill be here waiting for you,
Bound and hungry and blind.
Through the lonely streets I walk,
Ignoring those who gawk.
I wait for the day you come,
Uncover me, save me, break the lock.
Up in the sky I stare,
Hoping upon hope you hear my prayer.
I wait for the day I will no longer be,
Broken, torn and bare.
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