Break Me, Make Me.

Tattered and torn

Broken by peoples scorn

Made a friend out of solitude

I’m losing altitude

I keep falling into my lies

“I’ll be ok tonight”

But you see right thru me

My beautiful angel



Break me

and make me wonderful

make me into something you could be proud of

instead of this loser before you



Save me

Hold me

Whisper me the words

To a love song

Hold my heart and squeeze the venom out

My blonde angel





break me

and make me stronger

make me so much better

instead of this loser before you



my best friend

my lover

keep my secrets

take me under

so deep that you can’t tell the difference

between the water and your eye color



Break me

And make me over

Make me into someone like you

Instead of this loser before you

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I love this poem.

Thank you very much for the compliment. =]