Saturday, April 23, 2016

Unspoken



I start with a broken leg,
Travels through my spine.
I feel like a fragile egg,
Dancin’ on the edge of time.
I don’t know why I’ve survived,
With a heart that is so broken,
I wish I could start again,
All the words I’ve said unspoken.

Jkf

4/23/16

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