Leave me broken
My body lies broken.My mind is a mess.
Please, don't touch me.
I'm not worthy of your caress.
Your fingertips make me sore.
Feelings repressed
make me depressed.
Your eyelids make me cry.
A solid cry of why.
Your shadow makes me weep.
A dark sleep, so deep.
Please, don't touch me.
I'm not worthy of your caress.
My body lies broken.
My mind is a mess.
Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2005-09-30 at 23:41
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