The broken are the kind
Who feel the pain in life
They try to pull your strife
Inside they feel the knife
The broken are the wise
Who wear a smart disguise
They make your spirit rise
Inside they shrink in size
The broken are the warm
Who feel the constant storm
They hold you ‘til the dawn
Inside their self is worn
The broken are the bright
Who make the crisis light
They joke to end the night
Inside their head’s in flight.
The broken are the kind
Who make you feel at ease
But if you swam their sea
You’d call the broken “Me”.
Written by Randall Evans
This is SO beautifully written and very true !!! God Bless You ! 🙂
xoxo!
http://personalgrowthsuccessblog.com/2018/06/08/affirmations-to-remember-during-some-of-your-worst-days
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Well done 🖤
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Thank you 🙃😊
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I really like this. Very insightful.
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Thank you !! 😊😊
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Very lovely.
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Thank you ! 🙂 🙂
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Thank you ! ❤️
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Remarkable thoughts on existential philosophy. Anand Bose from Kerala
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Thanks a lot 🙂🙃
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I like the counterpoise in this and the message makes one think. Which I wish more people would do. Poetry stimulates thinking.
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Thanks so much. If it doesn’t cause thought or emotion than it’s just rhyming words.
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