Feb 1, 2009

Shattered To Pieces


Shattered,
Broken and sharp,
Are the shards of my heart.
Scattered,
Teeny and tiny,
All about the ground.
Searching,
Panic and blood,
Cutting into my hands.
Finding,
Bits at a time,
Hoping to find all of them.
Pieces.


(written August 6th, 2008)

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