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Kinstugi

  • anushkaumap
  • Jul 28
  • 1 min read

I handed you my heart

In the hopes that you would never give it back

But you returned it in ruins

Shattered & cracked


All the pieces I hate about myself

Reflecting off the shards

Each time some light hits,

My flaws lay exposed in the dark


Thanks to you,

I believed I couldn't be loved

Too broken to be held close


So I took my time

Learning to solve this shattered puzzle,

finding the best way to put it together


My imperfections are now laced in gold

Telling the story of what it took

to be whole.



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