Broken, Not Broken

They tried to break me,

Chopped me in half,

Chewed me up,

Spit me up,

Swallowed me again,

Until all I was was a puddle.

They didn’t know,

I’d become invincible,

A puddle so pliable,

Seeping deep into the earth,

I couldn’t break anymore.

#365daysofyogapoetry

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