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Eggshells
They come through the cracks of silences
Falling on my path in exasperated sighs
And their crunch reminds me
I can never do enough
Or be enough
No matter how carefully I tiptoe
Or how vigorously I sweep
And I’m just so tired of walking on them
Published 1st Sep 2016
| Edited 20th Jun 2019
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28th Sep 2016 3:09pm
Beautifully sad, the silent screams and the silent tears of the death of love.
28th Sep 2016 5:49pm
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