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All that falls from my mouth

spills from my pen

are lonely, disappointed murmurs

and echoes of broken love

And when I try to coax laughter

from these broken lips

they crumble from exertion

and let loose a sigh instead

And when I try to frame moments

in these broken stars

they end up slipping from my mind

in an avalanche of broken promises

And when I feel it

once in a lifetime, just for a moment,

I’m high on the world, you and me

can’t waste time now pulling words

from this broken mind

“Write happy,” they said.

Well, here’s your happy.

I’ve spelled it out

on this page for you

in broken words.