I suppose I hadn't noticed the cracks you left behind because I had been broken long before you touched me
but here I am
once more I find myself shattered to smithereens
pieces of me scattered across the floor
it is a soul-crushing thing to be broken and put together time and time again
each time a little more fragile than before.
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the hurting / the healing
Thơ ca[ poetry bundle ] If there's anything I've learned these past 20 years, it's that life is never perfect. Some days are harder than others. Some days I feel so utterly happy that I fall in love with being alive. Others I feel so empty and tired it se...
