Saturday, August 30, 2014

A broken shard

You texted
Telling me
You were not ready for us
And
You were ready to give up

These words pierced through my heart like a sharp shard
My heart punctured
My soul shattered

Like a rag doll I walked on
But one look into my eyes and one would see

My heart was broken and my soul was lost
As the shard was still stuck there

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