Shoved underneath the living room
rug
Why are we stranded with no land
between us
We’re dating until we are numb to
the drug
The pain of our distance is
tangibly aching
Aching inside of our too broken
hearts
We roll up our sleeves to dig
into our selfishness
Cowardice seems our only recourse
We are the children
We are the broken
Parents have left us alone
What is this cancer
Eating our faces
Degrading our places that we call
home
Down to the bone
We are the children
We are the broken
We’ve been left
With pennies
Shortchanged
We are the ravaged
Blindly forsaken
For dreams of pleasure and fame
Remembered for innocence
Lost
Remembered for promises
Tossed
Out with the morning
Rain
Pain
Hurt
Divorce
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