Life, shattered, laying in pieces around me
Dreams that once were, no more
Faded wisps of what might have been
gently disappear with the breeze
Heart, broken, jagged pieces left bleeding
Tears mingle with the pain of broken wings of want
Sighs heard, quietly in the dark corners
like soft bells of desire, never to be heard again
Thoughts, scattered, pieces of a once treasured puzzle
Wishes float in the air, then pop, broken like fragile bubbles
Memories of something that almost was possible
now gone, as if it never was……..
Maybe it wasn’t meant to be
these pieces of me
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