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Broken

I heard a phrase Broken Crayons Still Color So I take a shade of blue And sprinkle it on a better version of me You see If a crayon still breaks It can still create a master piece Each line Is filled in Where do I begin A broken ?? piece Can be put back together It may require some work To move pass the triumphs to get pass the hurt The crayons still create beauty From different shades That are being displayed Broken Hearts Still mend Broken friendships Can be fixed Broken records Can be remixed Broken vessels Can be repumped Broken love Can be unbroken Generational curses Can be changed Mindsets can't be blamed It's time for a change Don't stay the same Just grow It's your season Time to show Show the world Who's been waiting With your dreams Continue to chase them With regrets Don't keep having them You are amazing and extragravant Above all When the name greatest Your name is called Take the crayons Make a mural You are amazing That's for sure You are the cure To a cureless situation You are a healing for a nation who need help You are the awareness to a world that has kept Kept falling Live in your purpose The Lord is calling For you to be all you can be Be Great , we all can relate This is true Be the best color , be you Paint the picture Doesn't mean the picture is perfect But in the end it will all be worth it Written by: Concetta Hardnett 10/01/2022

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