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Shattered porcelain heart
Struck by not fire, but ice
Let my tears
Cleanse the splinters of
A broken-down soul
Why do you must carry all the light
With you when you slam the door
Now it’s too dark to see my
Own mirror reflection

Waking up from the dream
In another world
Heart yet unbroken, soul not ripped
Tears not yet salty, or bitter
Fire still burning, blinds still open
You are more than a faded picture
Or a metaphor lying in my poems.
Startled by the nightmare
Harbinger of impending catastrophe

Fallen out of and into reality
Again
Felt for myself, only grasped
Onto empty shell, groping
For the beacon
Burnt out Polaris, unbreakable shackles
Of memories lock me on the spot
From staggering towards the
Luminescent streetlamp
Remembering the sweet memory
When losing you was still only
A bad dream.




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