you we’re broken
by the ones
who came before me
but I loved
all of your pieces anyway
in that place of love
you began the process
of putting the puzzle
back together again
and when you felt safe
you remembered the pain
and in your anger
your need for justice
you became
the one who
breaks
and you
broke
us
– spiritwolf
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