I could lose my home
and still hold my head up high
Brick and walls can be rebuilt
Keys can be replaced
But losing my heart
is something else
It's not a roof
It's the place I let you in
I chose you
I'm standing true
I'm giving space
Not silence as a weapon
Don't ask me to prove
What I've already given
Meet me with truth
or let me keep my grace
I've survived worse
But I don't want to survive this
I want to love through it
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Author:
Nicole Pritchard (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Some losses you rebuild from. Some losses rebuild you
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Some losses can not be replaced. Well written
This is truth distilled to its purest essence. It’s that refining process though that, oof, is tough to take.
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