Grains of Glass

December 26, 2009
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I fall apart
Like shattered glass
And in pieces
I find myself
My essence is
A broken mirror
I was never whole
The beginning was
Shattered too
And what remains
Is nearly sand
Grains of glass
Too small to hurt
Too broken to fix
I am falling apart

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