Broken Lots

We are the broken, told to stay within lines that do little to define what we are,

but we know who
You                                                                     Me

 Tears ripped into wrinkle-free cheeks that never knew heartache until this moment.

 Our moment,

 We are the broken
Wandering from city to city
searching for something grittier than knowledge

 Of who we are

 We seek what we are

Purposes lain forgotten

 The person with the mirror left it behind

We are the broken

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