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brOKen

I've carried a bag
I pick up the pieces
I go to past places
Of where good memories
Were made
Without those
I wouldn't be
What I couldn't be
What I'd be
Without those
I've carried a bag
Dreams long forgotten
They are all rotten
But the dreams that ive dreamt
Have been dreamed of
And I dream anew
A new dream that I can't remember
Cause it hasn't happened yet
I've carried a bag
Of the Peices of my
Heart
Hopes
Loves
Dreams
Memories
Poetic
Though it seems
I'm brOKen
I move on
Picking up more Peices
To put in my bag of brOKen
Me
©majesty1