The road to the broken

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I was a pure light
A fulfilled soul
And an invented
Trip of joy to the soul

But it was broken
My tears were taken from me
My shield of love went broken
And my light of joy went deem
This was because of the broken
He made me love  and felt belonged
He made me see beauty in all aspect
Then he left me fend of my desire
My passion depletes to nothing
My desire was not fended
And my soul was cracked open
And was left to light the way of the broken.

                            ~BeNelly

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