Tired and used
but nowhere near as broken
as you hope I am.
Finding my way
through stones and wrecks.
No honour.
No pain.
Survival of the fittest.
I never loved you.
Never needed you.
Only craved you,
as the night grew old and dark.
You are my most foolish downfall.
I am your broken little darling.
Always waiting. Never wanting.
Please shatter me
as the stars watches us from beyond.

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