A fractured existence
Broken bones/broken heart
Enduring, crawling
Striving to forget
On splintered limbs
Forged in pain and regret
Time heals all
But feel the filigree lines
All cracks and calcified
Where movement grinds
And creaks and groans
To melancholy rhyme
Reminded constantly
To heal, one has to hurt
Breaks and sprains, a legacy
That never truly mends
And never truly dies
Nostalgically
Shattered bones
And shattered dreams
Obtuse perspectives
Regrown but never straight
Every missing jigsaw piece
Of your fractured existence
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This one is relatable
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I’m glad it spoke to you 😊🙏
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