katrientjielove
a year ago1,000+ Views
puzzle piece
The puzzle piece I hold is stained with blood and tears -all the violence I came to know because of you -all the heartache I came to know because of you the puzzle piece I hold is stained with fury and bitterness -all the anger I carried because of you -all the resentment I carried because of you I hold it in the light I hold it in the darkness I feel the edges I search for its space in the mess called life I see the colors the dark clouds and the rainbows the big waves and the footprints I see the scorpions and the butterflies in the landscape glimmering with new fragrances I see the piece you cursed me with how tiny it becomes in the beauty of what I will be
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