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I'm putting together pieces of me, Nursing my wounds, Curing those scars, Finding a reason to be.
Every time i fell to the ground, I collected myself, Picked up those pieces, And wrapped them around me.
I'm strong, But I'm just tired. And after all these years of struggle, I said to my body softly, ‘I want to be your friend.'
I want to change the way you feel about pain. How sometimes broken things are beautiful. And sometimes you need a little ache to bloom.
- Simran Wahan
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I'm putting together pieces of me, Nursing my wounds, Curing those scars, Finding a reason to be.
Every time i fell to the ground, I collected myself, Picked up those pieces, And wrapped them around me.
I'm strong, But I'm just tired. And after all these years of struggle, I said to my body softly, ‘I want to be your friend.'
I want to change the way you feel about pain. How sometimes broken things are beautiful. And sometimes you need a little ache to bloom.
- Simran Wahan