Broken
You have completely broken
my already shattered mirror.
Pieces of glassed shards
pierce my heart.
I bleed with tears
and have a scattered mind
as you mock my slim presecence.
I no longer am capable
of being whole
and my world as I knew it to be
no longer exist.
Written September 26, 2011
By MR...aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf
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