Mar 2019
When you tinker with broken glass
You must not complain for getting hurt
For so mercilessly,
so delicately it cuts
You must not complain for getting hurt
For so mercilessly,
so delicately it cuts
Why should I ever apologize for being broken,
when those who broke me never once did?
when those who broke me never once did?
(28/M/India)
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