Broken Bones

With broken bones

I stand

Limp, ragged

Body

Coursing with pain

Needles and pins

Knives and swords

Protruding

From the cracked shell

Of my form

I stagger

Crooked steps

One more painful

Than the other

Where do I go?

To hide and mend

To crawl and cower

To cry and lament

To heal and recover?

I stand

I stagger

Towards the setting sun

Limp and ragged

Taking crooked

And broken steps

One more painful

Than the other.

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*Allene Angelica*

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