Tattered and Broken
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In the sadness of the night
I sit and contemplate
While in search of some sort
Of inspiration
I discover myself delving into the back of my mind
Strange how things get lost back there
Amidst my smoggy essence
Stuck in the clammy dew of the morning
Where were you then?
When I was waiting around for you
Where are you now?
As I ask myself how
Could you leave me so tattered and broken
Dangling off of the cliff's edge
Barely breathing
Barely seeing
Barely believing
And then you came
Just in time to see me fall
Just in time to let me leave you
As you once left me
Tattered and broken
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