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A broken Token
A BROKEN TOKEN

A sister a sister bugging crouching and wealching in front of my chamber door slowly creeping slowly picking in to my life of all kinds of mater which is never taken by little surprise and never Moore will you ever ask for than a toke from a broken promise of life will you ever wonder if you were a engineer or a aristocrat or will you ever wonder how might it be different if you have not chosen that death toke that was broken upon your holy hand will you ever forgive your hand that broke it and nothing more will you ever wonder than a death toke broken and fantasy disappeared in to your life like a death token in no mater what you do no mater what you say you always lay the same way you try to hide the broken token and near be spoken in no mater what you did or what you will do. in future will you be a different chains of different tokens or the same that will be broken upon your holly hand will you ever wonder will you ever guess that the toke was broken and never of spoken.

Written by Yuriy Mirgorodskiy