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