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May 8
I'm shattered
A broken mess of fragments
They are scattered across the floor, hundreds of them
Some I adore
Some I hate
Some are hate
Where did I put the love?
It was here just a moment ago

Catastrophe like this can't come overnight
It happens over time
So slowly that I barely noticed
Nine years to be exact
That's when I broke off the first piece and handed it to another just for it to be discarded

It was a flawless surface
There was not a single imperfection
Now the shards fall off daily
I've tried to contain the damage
Gluing the pieces back together
They fall so fast and this **** glue never holds

Even if it did there would be cracks
Scars that advertise the trauma
And to think, it was almost perfect, just the smallest flaws

Its empty now
A shell of what was
Theres nothing left
Just these jagged blades glistening
Mocking me
Reminding me of the reflection that once was
What only had a few chips


There's the love
Just a splinter but I take what I can get

Wading through the glass is worth it
Finding each piece to shove back into place
Why did they leave?
I didn't give this much willingly
They wanted to be free
But why?
We only had cracks before

At least I get to choose
Just the shards that I like the best
The rest can lay here, ready for the next person
Organized into a distorted image of what was
It was so beautifuly flawed

Its for the best
After all, I'm not sure these ever did fit
Perfection is earned
It's built on epiphany
It was a broken mess from the start

I'm shattered, not broken
Written by
Dylan
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