Wouldn't it be nice just to pour some gold in to our cracks and mend all our broken pieces, perhaps then we would embrace our flaws too.
Last Night was a beautiful night The fire pit burning bright Today is full of rain With barometric pressure pain Blanket on to keep me warm While I listen to the outside storm Hot cup of Joe by my side Taking life in my stride Nursing all my cracks and creases Mending all my broken pieces Taking time out for my heart Making myself a beautiful art Filling holes with lacquer Gold So I can be no longer old Fragments bonded back together So I can withstand any weather Kintsugi highlights imperfections Mending all the lost connections Embracing flaws for all to see Think I’ll pour some gold in me.
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