mandag 6. mars 2023

☆ puzzle piece ☆

you judge every part of me

use your knife to cut into the skin

of my hands and feet

before you spit on my words and thoughts 

and everything I feel

use your greedy fingers to

rip apart my personality

pick apart and examine me

i’m not a person

just a game of 

puzzle

and you decide which

puzzle piece

should be thrown

and which i get to keep

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becoming☆☆☆

Sometimes I feel a new wave of me And owerwhelming breath in of "This is becoming" Of a gap from where i left That cliff long ago ...