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I have not a Chip My heart tends to beat Skip Bitten lower lip Quivers Shaken bow Sharp Arrows Archer Aimed Deadshot Insane Sadness seams ripped to Smiles I Delivered None the less soul shook to shiver Sharpen up that attitude For briefest of care for the endless brood I do have some cracks Spackle specked front to back Sorrow shallowly sunk skin deep Toddler to Teen to  Twenty-nineteen Tirelessly testing Me Broken Little Pieces Have indeed befallen Me But Here is the Trick to Treat My Broken Little Pieces Like Stem Cells Not to be rid of Instead held aside to review to reflect For a Better You Lies within even the Broken View So Cracked, Chipped, or Broken These are the Ingenium Gems Unspoken Pressure Pressed, Stress and all the Mess We Push, Plead, FIGHT aloud Broken Little Pieces Mine Make Me Proud
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Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 8:18 PM UTC
Broken Little Pieces
I have not a Chip My heart tends to beat Skip Bitten lower lip Quivers Shaken bow Sharp Arrows Archer Aimed Deadshot Insane Sadness seams ripped to Smiles I Delivered None the less soul shook to shiver Sharpen up that attitude For briefest of care for the endless brood I do have some cracks Spackle specked front to back Sorrow shallowly sunk skin deep Toddler to Teen to  Twenty-nineteen Tirelessly testing Me Broken Little Pieces Have indeed befallen Me But Here is the Trick to Treat My Broken Little Pieces Like Stem Cells Not to be rid of Instead held aside to review to reflect For a Better You Lies within even the Broken View So Cracked, Chipped, or Broken These are the Ingenium Gems Unspoken Pressure Pressed, Stress and all the Mess We Push, Plead, FIGHT aloud Broken Little Pieces Mine Make Me Proud
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Dec 8, 2019
Dec 8, 2019 at 8:18 PM UTC
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