April 29, 2010
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Shatters…everything breaking around you,
the rippling noise of destruction ringing in your ears,
painful but still so familiar,
glass dripping on to the ground,
while water breaks the tender cheek.
These words held meaningless,
in hands that let the truth slip out…always slipping.
A hand waving in the dark, the sun rises to an empty surrounding.
Sun flower eyes touched with the soft golden orange,
cast by this forsaken and forgotten world.
Days are dreary, and dance upon the grass in their outrage.
The tango of lose and love is never ending, upon the shatters.
The moon hits the soul and all is left to be forgotten.
A white winged flower alone, marking the life that lay shattered beneath it.
Night turns to a dark day, as shatters crumble to pick themselves back up again.

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