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I am lost, Only to be complete in my brokenness... An imagination left to its fragments - Almost methodically widdled down to dust, My body left mindless, My soul in shambles - I am empty. An uninhabited cup waiting to be filled, A blank canvas needing paint - Who am I to wander this world? Who am I to love someone? Who am I to exist?
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May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 11:19 PM UTC
Complete in my Brokenness
I am lost, Only to be complete in my brokenness... An imagination left to its fragments - Almost methodically widdled down to dust, My body left mindless, My soul in shambles - I am empty. An uninhabited cup waiting to be filled, A blank canvas needing paint - Who am I to wander this world? Who am I to love someone? Who am I to exist?
Conformed from conversations, and endless thoughts during the morning hours.
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nick-durbin
M/American
May 16, 2013
May 16, 2013 at 11:19 PM UTC
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