Torn But Mending Poem by Shannon Wade
Torn But Mending
Like the threads of a tattered cloth
worn beyond repair
This is the condition you left my heart
After I woke out of be trails unconsciousness
I laid in a cloud of despair
Naked and vulnerable
your deceitfulness stripped me
down to the core of my soul
You thought you left me for dead
How foolish can you be
even though I was torn
I was far from broken
now watch as the seamstress spins her thread
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