Written out in words
each page tells a tale
Of thoughts within my mind
a journey through my hell
As pain-filled scribes appear
dressing up blank lines
A piece of sorrow flies away
minuscule strips at a time
Though these slips are tiny
like shattered shards of glass
The ache, when one’s removed
brings blessed relief, at last
©️Unapologetically Me
Beautifully done ❤️❤️❤️
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Thank you!!!!! 🥰🥰
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You’re welcome! ❤️
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