POETRY OF THE BROKE
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    76. Again and Again

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    Damn, hurt again and again and again,
    Feeling this pain is yet a sin,
    Allowing myself to be trampled on just because I'm a sweet thang,
    Contemplating the day when my neck hangs,
    Chopped bangs,
    Just to feel like a different person,
    Someone worth it,
    Just to start over in my spirit to just splurge it,
    Brains on the floor from feeling worthless,
    Wish God was a cool teacher take my pain like a test and curve it,
    Tired of being hurt over and over again.
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