Broken Portrait

Burning pictures on the wall
bury it in the family portrait
memories laugh at me
I laugh with them
Its a catastrophe
it isn't right
happiness don't belong in night
I glance around and see
other creatures like me
I reach out but the glass stops me
the frame confines me
I look around again and see
many broken pictures like me





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