They referred to me as trash
I was b             r
                  o             k      
       e                 n                pieces
The world tried to put me back together into one piece
but the cracks were still visible
They meant nothing to life.
I was treasure by then
The environment, ready to accept me

I was one of the dynamite that will enlighten the journey of the BROKEN

It's only love
no reward required
Tell it like it is
this is your story
your life your truth
let them hear your heartbeat.

In the garden of your dreams
I’ll meet you there
Close your eyes and dream.
I’ll be waiting .

Shell ✨🐚

Love---   at the end

you'd want to return

to the beginning

for more the heart will yearn