A heart separated from it's other half then thrown to the unknown depths of the ocean, sinking to the bottom slowly as oxygen bubbles rise to the surface but no breath will be broken, a broken home without a father figure or shown likeminded ways so young still already so alone, broken relationships can no longer bond, trying to send minf signals so far away to my mom, carry on this broken path often feels like walking over hot broken glass, in increments of time trying to patch up holes in my broken mass, years broken down into minutes life changing scenarios in a matter of seconds, making room for mistakes that result in my excellence, my desires are not met but I'm healing these broken dreams and broken hopes, wandering down a cracked rugged road, not knowing where it goes, a tombstone above the dead is under, broken hearts of children brothers sister and mothers, eyes that wish to compromise with lies to their lover, there is no way to bury the truth, deep inside the quiet its eerie dead silent after the traumaful commotion deep to the roots, the hurting is inevitable it cannot be reduced, now the darkness has come to light faces are confused, lovers left hearts profusely broken, in the deepest depths of the ocean, inside a clams mouth that refuses to be open...
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