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All My Faults

Not all my faults were mine See, if you follow every line, Cracked yearly by life's quakes After every turn she takes What did not fall apart Was recycled, to restart, Not knowing now or then She'd fractured, yet again Basking on bone and skin A wrinkle forms, o, so thin, A crevice I cannot erase From neither body or face Find me as I am today Scattered, every which way, Debris making up my shell Altogether, a story do tell From their beginnings humble To ending all a jumble, I, not smooth nor fine Not all my faults were mine.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2023




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Date: 10/14/2023 8:19:00 PM
Like the rhythm rhyme scheme xxx
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Kelly Deschler
Date: 7/11/2024 10:36:00 AM
Thanks David ... I appreciate your time more than you know :)
Date: 9/16/2023 12:15:00 PM
A shell that betrayed us as time marched on. Oh, to be young again... Nice pen, Kelly :)
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Kelly Deschler
Date: 6/22/2024 9:56:00 AM
Thank you, Suzette ... I appreciate your time more than you know :)
Date: 9/15/2023 11:22:00 AM
I like the 3rd verse!
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Kelly Deschler
Date: 6/16/2024 4:29:00 PM
Thanks for reading, Kim ... I appreciate your time more than you know :)
Date: 9/14/2023 6:33:00 PM
Understandable none the less. I find truthfullness in poetry an asset.
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Kelly Deschler
Date: 6/14/2024 4:42:00 PM
Indeed, I think that one can tell when the poetry is honest and real. You can and should feel it ... Thank you for reading... I appreciate your time more than you know :)

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