I’m shattered.
Broken in so many places.
When I was put back together,
never the same again.
You might see an exquisite goddess,
I see an abandoned soul
left to fend for herself.
Those courageous enough
to stare into the cracks
leave a piece of themselves behind.
A curtain of blades
stops me
from slipping away.
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Author:
M.E.M. (
Offline) - Published: December 1st, 2017 14:08
- Category: Reflection
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