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Broken

Broken she
cried out with a voice
that disrupted the sky
and made it weep.
Broken she
sang with a voice
that was bittersweet.
And she didn’t have a choice
but to keep playing in agony.
And it was so full of despair
no one dared even breathe.
And if the world
could turn round
on nothing but
beautiful sound
and bare soul,
than this girl
was all that the world
would ever need to know.

(2010)

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