But you made me feel beautiful. You made me feel like everything I ever wanted to be: a broken piece of poetry, shreds of a moment scattered in the wind.
Sometimes I wish I was just a fragment of your imagination.
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Arcadia
PoetrySpilled thoughts, letters from no one, stories of another time, another place. - || H.R. : #50 in Poetry ||
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But you made me feel beautiful. You made me feel like everything I ever wanted to be: a broken piece of poetry, shreds of a moment scattered in the wind.
Sometimes I wish I was just a fragment of your imagination.