Broken Record Poem by Rachel Hubbard
Broken Record
Lifes been up and down been to hell and back everythings fell apart I have picked up the pieces of my broken life and shattered heart and repeatedly tried to put them back in place yet everytime it feels as though its a broken record torn n stepped on like its nothing like I dont matter when things seem to be going good they fall when will this broken record I call life end?
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9/19/2024 6:56:15 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Finely crafted beautiful looking glass, reflecting truly on life...we all have so much to give and until you empty all; writing poems like this, telling it honestly, to touch lives, it should not end. Write on Rachel.