She's broken
She rebuilds
In the commotion
She is still
She’s imperfect
She’s been had
Filled with emotion
She is sad
She’s ignored
She’s second best
Endless devotion
She is compressed
She’s unclean
She’s bruised
Words unspoken
She is used
She’s drowning
She’s not free
Under oceans
She is me
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Author:
Stained Creativity (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 26th, 2020 19:03
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
I am sure that the strength within your words will pull you up from the oceans depths of despair and that strength will take into the glory of your life's journey.
Andy
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