When things quit matching
You stop loving things you once cared for
Waking up every morning, feeling broken
Yet... not.
Looking in the mirror,
You're as solid as you were yesterday... and the day before
Touching your skin
You know it won't break
You're heart feels like it's forgetting to beat
You've dropped half a dozen thoughts as you walk
Yet you know you can't be broken
The feeling torn into, but your seems won't tear
Broken?
Unbroken?
Fragile?
Not Fragile?
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