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The intensity with which we shatter, Those what’s-left-of-us shards that cut you deep, Brokenness and jagged edges matter, When prices paid with pieces feels too steep. Only two things cause our own destruction— We’re broken from without or from within. The damage goes beyond reconstruction, We can’t build what we built before again. Cracked into piles of debris on the floor, The remnants of escaped emotion’s cage, Whose seething burn couldn’t take it anymore, Disposing of it disrespects its rage. We’re broken so that something is released, Those shards remind us what we have to do. To put them back is just what matters least, But don’t cut yourself making something new.
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 10:03 PM UTC
Shards
The intensity with which we shatter, Those what’s-left-of-us shards that cut you deep, Brokenness and jagged edges matter, When prices paid with pieces feels too steep. Only two things cause our own destruction— We’re broken from without or from within. The damage goes beyond reconstruction, We can’t build what we built before again. Cracked into piles of debris on the floor, The remnants of escaped emotion’s cage, Whose seething burn couldn’t take it anymore, Disposing of it disrespects its rage. We’re broken so that something is released, Those shards remind us what we have to do. To put them back is just what matters least, But don’t cut yourself making something new.
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 10:03 PM UTC
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