I admire people
who have been
shattered and
broken.
Their hearts have
ached from betrayal
and loss.
They hurt, but still
try to move on.
I appreciate the ones
who were not outspoken.
They felt as though their
lives were hanging by a
mere thread.
When their minds were filled
with dread.
I value the ones who
have been weak.
The ones who have
not yet peaked.
I admire the most,
the fallen angels.
They fall, but deep down
have the strength and
resilience to rise again.
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Stardust Veins✨
PoesíaThis is mixture of scramblings, disclosed thoughts and feelings. A glimpse into past situations and experiences that have not been brought to light. Some inspirational advice I would have given to my younger self, that I would like to share with oth...
