Every Piece of Me

I never obtain enough time to heal.
I’ve been broken so many times, I’m missing so many parts of me.

It might be too late.

Maybe I can salvage every part that’s needed to create a new kind of good.
Every piece that I was forced to relinquish must find new meaning.
Scattered freckles of my make up are far too valuable to go unnoticed-
They appear to sparkle like diamonds when given the chance.

You’d be lucky to have crossed paths with every part of me.
Unfortunately, it can never be all at once.
It’s impossible to collect all my pieces any time soon in order for me to heal.
I have to accept the misfortune of being broken, and embrace what it creates in me.

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