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I am


I am spilled paint on the kitchen walls.

I am broken cd's on the bedroom floor.

I am shattered mirrors on the bathroom tiles.

I am a bloody bottle broken in two.

I am bruised knuckles after a long night.

But I am also a middlemist red on a feild of orhide's.

I am also a laugh after a good cry.

I am also the first sunrays after a rainy day.

I am also binge watching movies with a good friend

I am also drunk late night talks with a loved one.

I am both destruction and beauty.

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