So beautiful yet so immune
As I stare at it I remember
How before you
It wasn't in pieces
It was pure
Now it's unrepearable.
I kneel next to it
Then reach my hand
And take a piece
I see my reflection
And imagine you next to me.
I hold it to thight
And the blood starts to flow
From my hand
Throught the glass
And then drips to the floor.
I don't care
Because I am now with you.
Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 11:21 PM UTC
So beautiful yet so immune
As I stare at it I remember
How before you
It wasn't in pieces
It was pure
Now it's unrepearable.
I kneel next to it
Then reach my hand
And take a piece
I see my reflection
And imagine you next to me.
I hold it to thight
And the blood starts to flow
From my hand
Throught the glass
And then drips to the floor.
I don't care
Because I am now with you.
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