I’m an unfinished work of art, its why I won’t let you see me
I am still in the making, so deep in the making that some days I don’t even recognize me
Some parts are already dried up,
others all wet and raw, it’s disgusting
Why would I let you see a half made up brain? Do you really wanna look at blurry dreams, painted on the wrong canvas(probably)?
You wanna listen to incomprehensible stutters that should explain emotion?
I choose to not subject you to an unformed art
because one day I’m formed, the next I unravel…..it’s why I won’t let you see me
💯✅✅
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Wow…Beautifully written 🌼
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Thank you so much❤️
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Very evocative and deep. 💜
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I appreciate your feedback
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Beautiful work – powerful portrait and poetic reflections. 💜
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Excellent potrait with beautiful lines! Well shared 👌😊💐 thank you 🙂☺️
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Thank you 💕 much appreciated
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😊🌹🌹💐❤️💖💗💞💕My pleasure. Stay happy and blessed forever ❤️❤️
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Vulnerable. Raw. Transparent. Real. Love this piece!!! Cheers, Dee
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I enjoyed creating it too😊😊
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Nice!!!
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This graphic is perfect for this poem. And you know, we are all growing; we are all a work in progress. It’s called growth. Be good to yourself – you’re growing!
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Yeah we are all growing…thank you!
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Utterly compelling words.
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Thank you a lot
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Evocative words. You’re mesmerizing.
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☺️☺️ aww!
Thank you
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Growing is life , it’s the energy one should channelize into constructive form , very nice share,💕💕
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I totally agree
Thank you
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