Broken Bones
Broken bones
I found my crutch
The magic of
The razors touch
Broken bones
I found my cast
The kind that is not
Made to last
Broken heart
Open cuts
Life is filled
With whys and whats
Fallen tears
Tired eyes
I look but there
Is not a prize
Spoken words
Are silent still
They supply
With such a kill
I found my crutch
The magic of
The razors touch
Broken bones
I found my cast
The kind that is not
Made to last
Broken heart
Open cuts
Life is filled
With whys and whats
Fallen tears
Tired eyes
I look but there
Is not a prize
Spoken words
Are silent still
They supply
With such a kill