My mind is made of clay;
Moulded
And sculpted
To what people want.
My mind is clay;
Falling apart-
I hope that’s okay…
My mind was clay;
Moulded
And sculpted
Into what people wanted.
It broke one day…
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PJ 
It broke one day.
This could have two meanings. I’m taking it as a positive one.
Great work though 🌺🌺🌺
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Thanks Sid 😊 I’d take it the positive way as well.
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Great Post!! 🖤
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Thank you!😊
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No problem! 👍🖤
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