Broken
Sunday 14 September 2008
A worm is in my bones
And ts at my core
Until I’m all alone
And more broken than before ...
A worm is in my bones
And ts at my core
Until I’m all alone
And more broken than before
Burrowing deep within
Ending where it begins
Tunneling into my desires
Looking for lies to acquire
I can’t be rid of it now
Taken advantage of once more
Contrary to the doubt
I'm more broken than before
From a man, into a martyr
Broken into a child
As the worm digs ever harder
Eating all the while
In this broken glory
I choke on the smoking purgatory
As the memories in me
Reminisce me into misery
Don’t want to believe
The worm sheltered in me
I break down all the trust
Blown into the wind like dust
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