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#mindandemotion
I gave you the precious pieces of me, The ones I didn’t want the world to see. I trusted you to hold them carefully— These intricate, delicate pieces of me. Woven into the seams of my identity, Each part is a fragment of who I could be. But bit by bit, they slipped away, Scattered in the echoes of yesterday. Perception blurred, my world askew, Identity fractured, unsure of what’s true. Emotions unravelled, I fought to cope, Cognition strained, yet clinging to hope. Engagement faltered, connections grew thin, Self-awareness whispered, “Rebuild within.” So now I gather the pieces again, Not broken, but patiently trying to mend. Each one a lesson, a scar, a friend, A story to tell, a truth to defend. Delicate, intricate, essential to be— Reclaiming the precious pieces of me.
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Apr 1, 2025
Apr 1, 2025 at 3:25 PM UTC
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