Damaged Poems - Poems about Damaged

[Stanza 1] Suddenly, the clouds above become gray, Like a sudden sharp knife, the words you say. My heart used to beat so strong, pure, and true, Now lies destroyed under the sky so blue; [Stanza 2] My spirit just bleeds from a wound so deep, This silent loss makes my soul read and weep; I look for hints of reason I can...

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Damaged, once dismayed they return to the fray Beaten down by the grind they can’t leave behind Won’t they shrug off their wounds shake off the gloom ...

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Damaged Goods Damaged goods describe both the external and internal features. After all, external damaged goods refer to those features because the internal features are still whole, functional, useful… Hey, many people delight in getting such a great deal. It works on the inside and that's what counts and is relevant. Who cares about a ding,...

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They stick labels on broken things that say damaged Damaged but still usable because why would you throw something away when it’s just a little broken, battered or bruised, we pride ourselves in preservation and welcome a sense of self gratification for taking these sad objects and selflessly giving them a home that ordinarily people wouldn’t...

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Damaged A fragile beauty, with scars that shine like stars, her soul entwined in thorns, yet her spirit glows with love"s sweet fire. Her eyes hold whispers of forgotten dreams, tears etched on porcelain skin, a heart once broken, now mended with a strength unspoken. And so, she stands, her head held high, through wounded, she...

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My heart went broken torn into two and spent...

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There they stood, naked and heartbroken, beyond words, beyond expression. Still, frozen in time, beyond their prime, lost in silence, thunderstruck. To the core. Obviously, utterly, bitterly beyond heartbroken. Posted on September 16, 2024...

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Close your eyes my dear pretend everything is fine damage becomes clear...

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Promises are made only to fade quickly with broken vows that are never given a chance to be kept. How easily they are gathered and weathered and swept under the woven rug. Empty words of love are spoken to tease your heart that is bleeding and broken, But soon they fade into the bitter, cold...

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I despise how you make me feel. Every breath I draw I crave it to be my last. The way I daydream about my death you'll think I was the grim reaper here to drag you back. The scars on my skin marks how many times I've been near to being expired. I no longer bury in fear,...

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Cluttered with words that will never be spoken, Battered trust that forever is broken. An aching heart that yearns for feeling, A sense of joy that leaves the soul reeling. An anger that's blinding but never shows, A torrent of thoughts that never slows. Cluttered with words I wish could be heard, Battered trust that remains undisturbed. ...

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Why so much damage Why so much rage? Why all the tears of pain Why sunny days Filled with straight hate. the lonely nights When we should be holding each other Tight? Why all this damage Had the love come and gone Had the time come. What we once had Had it died? Has the happiness fade with time? Is the damage to much to bare Can are...

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Disassociation Am I fixable? Followed instructions Like a leaking faucet Resembling what remains broken Causing built up droplets to overflow Drowning Time is rusted Disintegrating Mold forms over what once sold as stainless steel Can someone fix me?...

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Why so much damage Why so much rage? Why all the tears of pain Why sunny days Filled with straight hate. the lonely nights When we should be holding each other Tight? Why all this damage Had the love come and gone Had the time come. What we once had Had it died? Has the happiness fade with time? Is the damage to much to bare Can are...

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When the world is all good, Why is it I feel like I can't, Do anything right. I look at you, I see your cold eyes, Your frozen heart, Your cast iron blood flowing, Thru your ice cold veins. Yes I sense you have no, Emotions, feelings, or love, For me anymore. I wonder in amazement, What could I have done ? What went so very wrong ? Why...

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