Sorrow

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 I am strong but I am broken 

Though I rarely run out of pieces to break 

Too many times I have stood tall in the pit of my breaking point 

Lightly gripping the edge before falling in slow motion 

I soak my soul in written words

Dripping letters into the fine lines of my brain 

An easy escape for a time filled with pain

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