how do they run
on broken legs
without their springs
or hearts
how do they see
through faded paint
lacklustre eyes
mind shut
how do they breathe
in stale thoughts
linen wrapped
in death
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June 24, 2016
June 28th, 2016 at 12:52 am
I guess they run in their hearts…when all is broken …
June 28th, 2016 at 8:04 am
Some, I wish more ran in their hearts.