Just because I am broke

Does not mean that I am broken

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The heart broken

Knows the languish for success

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This languish can only be known

Through heartbreak and distress

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The world around me spins

Yet I have to catch my druthers

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In a life that is given

One must learn to rely on others

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But that bitter irony

Creates a burn in ones mouth

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Leaning on hopes of easier roads

Leaves the heart less than whole

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Rust collects on the resting

One must move so no dust can begin collecting

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Subdued Indiana terrain

Toughened the skin with winter pain

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A mouth full of iron

Cracked on all sides

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Makes me wonder

Whats is the next curve in life

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What awaits

What gives what takes

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Yet

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Just Just because I am broke

Does not mean that I am broken