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I don’t need to mend my shattered heart.
There is beauty in the broken, purpose for the pain.
And as grief fades softly into the present day
I am stuck by the realisation
I have never felt more alive
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To hurt is to be human. Is it pleasant? Absolutely not. But I would rather feel it full than pretend I feel nothing. Thank you for this poem.
Thank you for the lovely comment! Glad you enjoyed 🙂
Good rhythm, good ending
Thank you so much!
Beautiful! And uplifting!
Thank you ❤️
A lovely piece about the blessing of acceptance!
Every word is so clear, so well thought out.
Good job!
Thank you love ❤️