Broken but not shattered . Shattered but not broken. Many tears have fallen. Getting caught on this sheets. But nobody has seen. Many nights crying. Lamenting on my pillow. Hoping you could see but you never came. Cried to the moon. Whispered my secrets to the stars. But the wind carried them away and don’t know where. The vase on the table shattered on the floor. The sound echoed down the hall. Like the sound of my whispers as it was carried by the wind
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meno1972 (
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Meno, you so beautifully wrote what many people go through, but cannot express.
Awwwww. Thank you. I'm honored
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