Cracked and repaved.
Worn away by a hard day.
Traveled by thousands.
Car horns have sounded.
Echoing in the empty fields.
Plastic along the roadside barely revealed.
None stop and stay.
Where the broken road lays.
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Broken Stars
PoetryDeep poems about sadness, anger, regret, heart break, and much more. These poems are written during bad times in my life. Highest rank is 292 in poetry.
