Broken
Please fix these pieces,
These pieces of me...
A broken little China Doll,
Each place of it cracked.
Faulty and Undesirable,
Fix me,
Understand me,
Glue me back together,
Make it permanent,
To with stand any type of weather.
So the cracks can heal,
No more scars,
No more bars,
To hold me in.
Release me from the damage control.
Be My 911
Save from these broken pieces,
From which I have become.
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Hey everyone! I'm 23 year old college student pursing a life full of dreams! I am taking steps and action towards becoming a doctor but I have always loved the creativity and expression I could show through my words. I love poetry, art, dance, music, etc. There isn't too much else to say except I love what I do: Being me :)
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