Someone once told me
to mend a broken person
breaks the mender them self
I tried to rearrange their broken heart
But as I reassembled it
The shards of glass sunk into my skin
As if it was heavily pored.
My emotions fell down like hail
on a harsh winter's day. However
I felt the rain wash over me
Sending chills through my heart
Soaking me for all eternity
No one gave me a towel
To dab away the imbibed feelings
of everything, from love to hate
to lust and lies
Someone once told me
To mend a broken person
Breaks the mender them self
Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 3:36 PM UTC
Someone once told me
to mend a broken person
breaks the mender them self
I tried to rearrange their broken heart
But as I reassembled it
The shards of glass sunk into my skin
As if it was heavily pored.
My emotions fell down like hail
on a harsh winter's day. However
I felt the rain wash over me
Sending chills through my heart
Soaking me for all eternity
No one gave me a towel
To dab away the imbibed feelings
of everything, from love to hate
to lust and lies
Someone once told me
To mend a broken person
Breaks the mender them self
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