Writing

What inherent flaw?

what celestial wrong?

missing ingredient?

failed experiment?

am I?

how am I so unlovable,

that no one comes to hold,

my sorry hand? 

Graham:

You are fragile like a wine glass,

when you fall to the floor and shatter into a million pieces,

people will still walk on you,

they will cut their feet and blame you for it,

and although my feet are bleeding,

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if I don't have an issue, 

I'll make one for my self,

'cause I don't know why I am hurting,

I've gone through no hell,

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it's not justified,

I still cry,

I've never been a fan of Four-Letter Words,

never seen the need for profanity,

and thought swears showed a lack of self control,

Now, I haven't changed my mind

but four-letter words are more than curses,

Hi all, I'm posting this story to ask if anyone has any feedback. I'd appreciate it if anyone could tell me what they think might be missing