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Repairing hearts with broken crayons
Blending colors outside the lines
Painting new rainbows with our tongues
Wanting to feel something inside
Beautiful edges, jagged and bleeding
Drawn to the needle, piercing the vein
Gathering remnants and discarded shavings
Molded and formed to be used once again
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Broken crayons still color and broken hearts will beat again
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
Telling stories my heart needs to tell <3 life is a journey, not a competition
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Comments (6)
Beautiful. I just love that last line💔
Oh, this is so wonderfully done, Kelli <3 I truly love this, especially the last line
Wonderful
That they do, my friend. We always used them until there was nothing left. This reminds me of the Christmas story about the child who received a lump of coal & was thrilled with all the wonderful things he could do with it.
This is one way to move on from kinds of sadness one feels. Good job.
Yes. Grief and sorrow make shatter our hears on occasion.... but our souls are never so broken that it can't be healed. ⚡💙⚡