Broken Glass

February 22, 2010
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She sits and stares at the wall and thinks of all the?promises broken.?She feels as if she is lost in old worn out memories.?She feels so hurt and alone.?But not everyone has broken their promise and when she?thinks of those people she smiles once more.?One person broke her down and she felt torn.?Inside she feels like broken glass, shattered and in?pieces.?After the pieces are shattered the mending begins.?Light can still reflect from broken pieces.

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*lili* said...
Jun. 27, 2010 at 2:34 am
This is an amzing peice of work, i love the depth of the poem. Your poems are an amazing great talent.
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