i feel like a shattered glass
lying broken on the floor...
with its pieces scattered and cannot find a way to be fix again…
glass with its pieces hurt…
nobody cares if i'm broken into pieces…
nobody knows how to make me whole once more…
a shuttered glass that has no hope...
a shuttered glass that is hurt...
"a glass does not mend once shattered"
1 comment:
it may be broken but the pieces can be put together again..the cracks will be there to remind you what you have been through but despite that, somebody still tries to make you whole again..
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