I don't know how I'm still not completely broken,
I heal over time but it all comes back to break me,
and now I'm in-between broken and fixed.
What does that mean?
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The Heart of It
Poetryjust the thoughts that go through my mind when i'm all alone.
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I don't know how I'm still not completely broken,
I heal over time but it all comes back to break me,
and now I'm in-between broken and fixed.
What does that mean?
