Broken Scream

No sooner spoken
Broken
Promises volley me
Escape seems a fleeting dream
Sheer
Always on the cusp of shattering
leaving me spoken
Broken
Like records and fragile things
I collect to collect
Dust of my insipid dreams

Knew someone who gave it all away
Trekked the terra night and day
No sooner spoken
Broken
He continued on
His adventure spawning wings unsung;
Yearning to be that way
Spoken
I get lost in the shattering
As debris blankets all the things
I collect to collect
Dust of my vivid springs
Hiding under my skin
The curls of my hair
Behind the lenses I wear
No sooner broken
In order for me to truly see
I am no sooner spoken
Before broken
As a whisper from a scream...
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