Friday, November 16, 2012

Mended

Beaten and bruised
Broken and shattered
I'm down for now
My pride thoroughly tattered
I want more than anything
To be gone from here
This moment belittles me
Now all I have is fear
Yet there you all stand
The most loyal of friends
To pick me back up
And show me where to begin
Priceless is a word
To describe you all
So triumph I will
Never again to fall

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