My Broken Pieces
My broken pieces
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I keep gathering my
broken pieces,
collect them for
future wholeness,
when the cause of crash
will be remembered
remorse and regret will be
dismembered
it would still be a
broken me
but probably
collected pieces
will project
cohesion....
An identity that'd be
unique,
different in
entirety,
they will resemble my
individuality
yet deprived of
my satiety,
my completed
personality.
.
Every broken piece
of me
would desire my
completeness
yet they'd enjoy
their own
identity...
won't that be
unique!!
yet so natural?
soul and sense
are brittle
but never cloistral.
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