Broken Soul
My Soul is broken.
My pain is never spoken.
It's all hidden behind my smile.
And written in my eyes.
My soul is in the skies.
Pain and anguish engolfs me.
I can never be me.
I will never be free.
I will be still like a tree.
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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