Broken

Poems by Rae-Anne & Rekeisha
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I feel like you saw me as a project,
Something to polish, buffer and fix
Something to keep you busy or distracted,
And in my time of need, I took your outreached hand,
But, I will not remain broken,
What will you do then?
Will I then lose my appeal?

September 2018- R1

influnenster-Rae-Anne

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