Broken and Bent

underneath that starlit sky
are many men awaiting a lie
hatred is here
and love is surreal
the broken and souls can never heal
your heart is cold
and your eyes shine red
you are bent, not broken
put that thought in your head.

i am bent
not broken or dead
but i lent my heart
to someone who said
"i hate you my darling"
with that lie in my head
i joined the broken
the scarred and the dead.

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