November 9, 2009
Im "broken" all over and cant reassemble.
I dont work like the others i should tick but tremble.
Im not programmed the same im wired all wrong.
A ripped puzzle piece that just belong.
So i went where all things go when they're "broken" into the dark and out of th open.
Once there i met everyone else that was "broken" just like me.
Then it hit me this is where i wanted to be.
Here there is no dislike no fuss,
because everything else is "broken" except us.

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kpolojr said...
Jan. 14, 2010 at 6:32 pm
scary i feel the same
twigy said...
Nov. 30, 2009 at 12:12 pm
i think this peom is one of a kind,not many poets choose many differt technique for writing but this poet has an unbrittled style good work
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