My heart had been cracked in so many places,
My skin rubbed so raw, its color had faded.
My mind so numb, I hesitated
To conjure a thought,
For fear of failing.
My insecurities were on display,
Illustrated by these perforations,
Revealing to the world that I was unstable.
But more than that, because for my failings…
I was also a beautiful mosaic.
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