I am damaged
I am brocken
I am a mees
I am held together with strings of hope
Never have I been hole
Never will I be hole
Peaces of me are missing in the eternal abyss
Peaces of me have never existed
I am the unfinished puppet that sits on the shelf of unwanted toys !!!
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Good morning dear, nice poetry, never be sad and sorrow for anything in life 😊SKS
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Good morning to you as well dear, Thank you for your kind words dear. ❤️✌️
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🌷🌹🌿🌸 lovely dear have a wonderful day.
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And you as well dear. ❤️✌️
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So beautiful. We love you no matter what ❤
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Thank you my friend. ❤️✌️
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That’s deep
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Thank you dear. ❤️✌️
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touching creation…love and hugs…
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Thank you Geet. ❤️✌️
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Welcome…
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Lovely poem, thanks for sharing… sometimes one must know and feel the dark days to seek out and live the good days!… 🙂
“My life has no purpose, no direction, no aim, no meaning, and yet I’m happy. I can’t figure it out. What am I doing right?” – Charles M. Schulz
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Thank you for reading this and commenting, lovely quote dear. ❤️✌️
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I hope you feel better. Your good with word, keep it up.
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Thank you for reading it dear and the nice compliment. ❤️✌️
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Maybe we could sit side by side on the shelf of broken unhole unwanted toys. ❤
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Sounds lovely dear.
Thank you for reading.
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