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dirt and dust; and stains and rust
they say we’re so breakable
but we rarely break.
we just get dirtier.
covered in stains.

dirt and dust and stains and rust
our gears are strained from grime we’ve collected
heart songs run ragged
and love we’ve rejected
angered clashes,
now our edges are jagged
and cut others so that they bleed.

dirt and dust and butchered trust
smeared across our souls
we hide these spots, these god damnable spots
and bruises that simply wont fade.

blood and tears and true to life fears
if we’d break, we’d have to stop
and that’d be all the damage we’d done.

no we’re not breakable
we just can’t get clean