Here's to Her

Here's to the women who have been let down;

touched or pushed too hard

broken lockets, broken hearts

the empty feeling of loneliness

as if we are an empty vase

we shine in the light

yet we are hollow with doubt

with past fears,

have you ever tried to break a vase with your hands?

fragile, yet sharp

eager to bear blood

not a lot, but just enough

but unlike a vase, we can be fixed

we can piece together our existence

like a puzzle

for the woman who cried herself to sleep

for the woman who was betrayed

for the woman who felt like a shattered vase

here's to you

here's to her.

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