the damage is done, now what do we do with it?

you’re so messed up,

and sometimes,

all I want to do is scream at your brokenness.

but the truth is that i’m pretty messed up, too.

so really,

i’m screaming at my own brokenness.

and they say you can’t fix people,

so maybe let’s just be ruptured together,

and hope that our fractured pieces

somehow stick together

like a shattered mirror

that someone tried to glue together once.

 

 

 

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