Saturday 7 September 2013

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If I am too Broken
To reach out my hand
And pull you from your demons

Then I am too Broken
To breathe.

Nightmares churn
Under my skin
Their howls seep through the cracks

And I am too Scared
To fight.

As I watch you fade
Paralysed limbs fail
I cannot reach out my hand

And I am Unworthy
Of joy.

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