Thursday, March 18, 2010 at 12:29pm
as the mirror shatters, how much of yourself can you see?
little bits of hundreds of shades?
the broken pieces you try to fix cutting you at every turn.
but still, you see yourself staring back at you...
it hurts to try but you wish to be whole again.
with fingertips lined with open wounds,
tears start flowing and blood mixes with your emotions
someone calls from behind you.
you rise and turn to see this voice
only to see yourself complete again in a new reflection
you turn to look at the broken pieces but see someone else
you are no longer what was in pieces
facing the new you, you step forward into a new world. a new future.
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