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I have given you my complete heart.
It is flawed, it is almost broken without you- but, you have the piece that makes it whole;
a piece of your own heart. It fits.
If I were to lose you, I would go around,
bleary-eyed, carrying my heart in my bloody palms, unable to find a piece of another that may fit- as yours does.
You truly and utterly complete me.
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The Beauty Of Imperfection | a poetry collection
PuisiA poetry collection about the emotions and thoughts I have as I go through the journey of growth and accepting the imperfections, in me and in my poetry. It is all about searching for meaning in what seems mundane at first glance, and seeing the b...
