Kiss my broken pieces and make me whole again
My biggest fear in life is not reaching my full potential Looking back and wondering about the person I could have and should have been
We were like oil and water We simply did not mix Always bringing out the worst in each other
We were two broken humans Falling in love Trying to fix each other’s pieces
Posted on May 3, 2018
by Patricia Click
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All are given a voice when born The question is not if you will use it The question is how will you use it
Posted on April 19, 2018
by Patricia Click
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We are not all meant to be understood However, we are all meant to be accepted for who we are
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I hope the next woman who loves you, can repair what I could not.
We were never meant to be. For I am a giver and you are a taker.
Posted on March 28, 2018
by Patricia Click
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Maybe we are all lost souls in a world full of chaos.
Posted on March 28, 2018
by Patricia Click
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I hold on to the pain you caused me. It’s all I have left of you.
Empathy Poetry 