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I'm not allowed to break.

I can't.

It's not in my nature.



I am the wall that holds everyone up.

If I fall... they fall.

How long can I stand?



This dam has been up so long.

A river of tears flows behind it.

Demanding a release so furious.



Like a rigid blade, so painful to appearance.

Like a crimson rain, the blood drenching all over.

Like a midnight stain on time, everything stops.



My life exists to assist them.

Only to have it ripped into shambles by their selfishness.

Their pride makes me sick.



I build myself up only to be torn.

My heart taken from me at every corner.

I run, but no where am I safe.



I'm broken... so broken...