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May 2015
Careless
Swept onto the floor
Shattering
Into pieces
Broken
Almost beyond repair
And yet time will be taken
It will be fixed
Days, nights
Weeping, angry
Loneliness
The changes creep in
Until
Finally
Whole again
Riven with cracks
Pieces missing
But whole as it can be
And the final fix
Into a jar it goes
Sealed tightly
To be seen
And not touched
Safe. Protected.
It hurts so badly,
You see,
When it breaks.
I wrote this pretty much the night I found out my ex was going for that title. I was in pain and had some real anger in me. I swore off love forever, and ***** marriage. Joke's gonna be on me...
Jake Hicks
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Jake Hicks  Texas
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