By Kiwi
Date: 2 August 2000
broken stars
i am no longer innocent
not daddy's little girl
hardly mother's pride
i have demolished so much trust
burnt down bridges
turned my back on opportunity
and spread my legs to disaster
i have cried a storm of tears
over the departure of hope
i have lazily accepted
a nothingness of identity
now i sit alone
staring at a puzzle of broken stars
that once lit up my sky of dreams
and i begin an endless task
of reconstructing myself.
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