Broken

Preservation
Jul 10, 2021

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I looked down upon her

The woman once so alive with life and all of its goodness

But now she lay shattered

As a broken spirit that would never heal

Nothing but a hollow soul

And her eyes

Oh, her eyes

For a heartbeat I almost didn’t recognise them

Lifeless

Sleepless nights and a life unsown

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Preservation
Preservation

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I dump some of my raw, unedited thoughts, emotions and ideas here, some refined ones too. It’s a bit of a chaotic, wonderful, mess. Dare to venture within?

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