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Broken
Broken...
In pieces....
are the shards of me.
Full of sharp edges...
which makes me dangerous to touch.
and I don't want...you to get cut.
So....please don't be so curious
to see...why I am so ...Broken
left scattered and open....and hopin
that there is still enough light...
left inside me...to make things right
In pieces....
are the shards of me.
Full of sharp edges...
which makes me dangerous to touch.
and I don't want...you to get cut.
So....please don't be so curious
to see...why I am so ...Broken
left scattered and open....and hopin
that there is still enough light...
left inside me...to make things right
Published 3rd Oct 2012
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3rd Oct 2012 5:43am
all the kings horses....
all the kings men....
only YOU can put Firebyrd together again,
and ya can : > )
3rd Oct 2012 8:42pm
You are so right Mr.D
I am really working on it.
Thank you for encouragment.
Fire
I am really working on it.
Thank you for encouragment.
Fire
3rd Oct 2012 2:48pm
Dont worry the pieces of you will fit together again perfectly...loves this
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Anonymous
3rd Oct 2012 6:34pm
Firebyrd,
...must not touch the bright shiny pieces....yeah, right! My hands are covered with the sticky blood of your poetry ; )
tornado
...must not touch the bright shiny pieces....yeah, right! My hands are covered with the sticky blood of your poetry ; )
tornado
3rd Oct 2012 8:40pm
Tornado,You do have a way with words.
I had to smile after I read your comment.
Thank you.
Fire
I had to smile after I read your comment.
Thank you.
Fire
