I’ve been looking in the mirror for so long
Seeing my soul on the other side
Vivid when it shatters
And all the little pieces that fall get broken
Memories seeking answers
Pieces of me
Very sharp to put back
Too small to matter
If I try to touch her
I bleed
And I breathe
I can’t breathe anymore
Yet I am alive
Long enough
To see my soul come alive again
Stacey. H, Eddaz
Nice piece 🙂
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I love this! Well done Eddaz!😊
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beautiful words….
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Thanks a lot💞
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I appreciate your kind comments💖
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Thanks so much💞💕
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I am so glad to find you – your poetry is very refreshing! Thanks for the visit and follow!
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Wow. Your comment is definitely going to make my day. Thanks for your kind words😍
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You are most welcome. I just to write a ton of poetry and had a couple of great professors to guide me. But now a days I mostly write stories and usually based on my life. So I respect good poets when I see them. I look forward to reading more of your work.
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Thank you for your kind words. Hope you enjoy my posts. I look forward to reading yours too💞💝
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🙂
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Beautiful!
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Thanks💝
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Beautiful! ❤
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Wow!
☆To see my soul come alive again…☆
There is nothing like a restored relationship with your authentic self.
All the lies we told ourselves about ourselves separated us.
Great piece of work!
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Thanks
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Thanks a lot for reading
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