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Glass
By FrozenButterfly
One word and you have shattered my soul
Into little pieces of glass
That sparkle then fade as the hope dies
I reach to pick them up
But they slice my skin
And bury themselves in deeper
Too much pain and so
I let them crumble
As I also slowly wither
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Copyright 2013 FrozenButterfly
Published on Tuesday, March 12, 2013.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
Comments on "Glass"
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A former member wrote:
wonderful picture of betrayal - somehow the pieces of yourself that were shared have turned on you, parts of your journey today suddenly unsavoury and sickening, the negative associations of broken mirrors...the mystery of what this 'one word' is, so many possibilities, an anonymity which makes it relatable...thanks for writing this.
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On Wednesday, March 13, 2013, soul_versing
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wrote:
Outstanding, I felt your emotions as I lingered off each word...
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A former member wrote:
A very descriptive poem in such a short space. I get a sense of betrayal from this piece. I like the analogy you make with the glass pieces.
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