Wednesday, June 13, 2007

shattered glass


my heart is like shattered glass,

put together by the weakest glue,

breaking down everytime i hear a hurtful word,

a sinister smile laughter behind my back,

wanting to end it all,

knowing that i should fight somehow,

will it ever end,

may be someday the sun will shine brightly again.

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