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I am a piece of glass. a glass that has been shattered time and time again, losing a piece of me with every new bash/ a remnant of what I once was. If you try to put me back together, the world will never look the same, for I am shattered. If you try to put me back together, you need to remember that I am a broken piece of glass, you will hurt yourself if you hold me in your hand, and then I will hurt you more. Don't hold too tight, but don't let go. Looking at the world through me may be hard. I have fallen so many times that I am mere piece of myself now. Me as your lens of the world would be small and stained. But then again, I can show you the world. If you try to find yourself in me, you need remember that I am not a mirror, but a hollow thing where you can never be reflected. It's a lonely existence. I am a barrier yet I am a transporter. You will never know I am transparent. If you want to find inside, you can see right through me. But do not be deceived, for I am empty. But with all this, I am a piece of glass. I am fragile; I can be broken, so please handle with care.
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Aug 5, 2022
Aug 5, 2022 at 9:42 PM UTC
Broken glass.
I am a piece of glass. a glass that has been shattered time and time again, losing a piece of me with every new bash/ a remnant of what I once was. If you try to put me back together, the world will never look the same, for I am shattered. If you try to put me back together, you need to remember that I am a broken piece of glass, you will hurt yourself if you hold me in your hand, and then I will hurt you more. Don't hold too tight, but don't let go. Looking at the world through me may be hard. I have fallen so many times that I am mere piece of myself now. Me as your lens of the world would be small and stained. But then again, I can show you the world. If you try to find yourself in me, you need remember that I am not a mirror, but a hollow thing where you can never be reflected. It's a lonely existence. I am a barrier yet I am a transporter. You will never know I am transparent. If you want to find inside, you can see right through me. But do not be deceived, for I am empty. But with all this, I am a piece of glass. I am fragile; I can be broken, so please handle with care.
#sad#heartbreak#glass#depression#abandonment
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victoria-steelman
22/F
Aug 5, 2022
Aug 5, 2022 at 9:42 PM UTC
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