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Sprocket

I have mastered stitching back my stitches Plastering back my cracks Gluing back as many pieces as I can And I need no one to hand me my tools I need no care to run my machine
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Reborn

I looked up in the sky and it's still gray I wonder if it's still going to be okay When I'm on the verge of breaking I know I needed to do anything Not to collapse after being humiliated To recover after being stabbed and get rejected
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Raindrops

Raindrops is a poem written by John Marc Cruz and shared with The Ugly Writers under the theme Terrible Ideas for the month of July.   Raindrops   Stuck, In the middle road. Sky’s discharging its emotion. And maybe I…

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It Won’t End Here

And this is not where it ends, there is more. This life is mine to suffer, this is mine, this way alone. I don't know what my old soul has to learn from it. I don't know what my old soul did.
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Translucent

You made me understand that a broken heart can heal in a million ways. You taught me that pain can be a crayon to much happier days. And for the aches and bleedings, you gifted me, I owe you my betterment
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The New Normal

We all face struggles and setbacks in life.  Whether it is a broken relationship, the death of a loved one, physical, financial or emotional challenges.  Whatever the misfortune, God is there to cushion the blow, give us hope and lead us into what is our new normal.