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Attracted to the broken
Like myself
I yearn to be fixed
To make amends
To feel once again
To wake up to my favorite person at my side
It’s not in the cards for me
And it wasn’t for you
So broken
No matter the repairs
I’ll never feel like new
Find me in a thrift store
Along with the other gems
Marked down due to being used
like a shadow you take up the periphery of my life
never clear enough to validate how much you scare me
and just out of sight and never there when i finally turn
not really here but still hindering my peace
i need to take a personal inventory of what really matters, don't i?
I know you're out there
Waiting for me
I just don't know where
But I'll find you one day
I guarantee
I've wrote so many poems for you to read
Described the art I'm waiting to see
Hoping you wont make my heart bleed
I know you're out there.............

Waiting for me
I imagine it
must be interesting,
Lovely even,
To be able
To grow old
With someone.
It must take a lot of courage.
We’re all drawn
into friendships
glued together by life
but not everyone is
cut out to be a friend
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