Virgo

Mar 25, 2008 20:38

you try to break me
make me fit into the mold you call ideal

i am          s h  a    t     t      e       r        e       d
i am in
      p
        i e
         c
      e
           s

but even if i am dust

i am still me
i am still whole

you can never destroy me
i will never lose my soul

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