acutely aware of my brokenness.
It is not of the beautiful broken variety,
more like trash
sitting by the curb.
Ugly and undesirable.
I hate that I'm this way.
I want to be different.
I grow and change in life
but still at the core
is this broken part.
Yet
aren't we all broken?
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| Broken People by Lucri |
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