Parts of me

Parts of me,
Abandoned on the streets.
I took them home,
Stitched to my core.

Fell from grace,
Fell on the floor.
I fell so hard,
I couldn’t see you anymore.

No more sorrows,
No more redemption.
No prayers,
No validation.

I free,
Because I am me.
The parts of me,
Who I am meant to be.

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