a poem for broken Posted on 23/04/2018 by inktuition I’m done in. So tired. Yet still I take on more. Can’t say no to needy souls. Leaving me broken. Shamed, emotionally sore. My life, I’m afraid, can’t unfold. Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related
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