Too Late

September 23, 2008
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My heart you see
Doesn’t heal fast
It's made of tiny little pieces
All of which are made of glass
Each one carefully glued on
To stick together just for a while
Until all the pieces are gone
Then I have to go around and glue
All those little pieces
That I put together just for you

So please treat me right
Don't turn your back on me
I don't want to get into a fight
And have me no longer matter
Because if we do it will be both of our fault
That my heart was the one to shatter

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fearlesslypoetic said...
May 6, 2009 at 3:22 am
this is really good...
keep writing:)
peacelovehappiness said...
Feb. 25, 2009 at 12:17 am
i love the glass metaphor =]
*- Jelmer said...
Nov. 26, 2008 at 3:40 pm
hiya XD nice poem ;)
IAmNotAlive said...
Nov. 10, 2008 at 8:38 pm
Hey! I liked your poem a lot. It has great uses of metaphors.
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