All pieces will not be revealed,
my heart be partial,
stay concealed,
as I maneuver the real world, protecting what it is I’ve built,
not everyone deserves it whole,
within my hands I must not hold,
but keep it where there’s armor still, wait for my truths to be told.
Emily ©
Reblogged this on Beckie's Mental Mess and commented:
Lovely piece- Original post by Emily “Spoken Words”
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Thank you for reposting. ☺
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You are so welcome! 🙂
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