At this exact moment,
in time,
in life,
one word,
that best describes me,
is broken.
Piece by piece,
I fall apart,
and I’m broken.
I can’t deal with this,
on my own.
I can’t pick up the pieces,
and put them back together,
alone.
So I remain,
broken.
~*~ Jill ~*~
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