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Fragile like a Glass

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Fragile like a Glass

I've been such a beautiful thing                                                                                                  You wouldn't want to believe                                                                                                         Every time I think its going to be a beautiful day                                                                         Something gets wrecked already                                                                                                 Can you guess who i am ?                                                                                                              I'm a fragile piece of glass, beautiful to look at, but breakable easily                                                It's difficult to live like this, I've got to be handled with care                                                     I fall, I break, they remake me                                                                                                       Each time a different,more beautiful piece                                                                                       A wine glass, a mirror, a pretty kettle                                                                                            Name it and I am always there                                                                                                       I'm always changing, no constancy in my life, at times life is irritating                                                    It sucks to be me, an ever changing piece, nothing to call a home                                                I am packed and carted off to shops, then to different homes                                                        I break, I'm remade, a new life waits for me each day.

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  1. Date: 11/1/2013 11:40:00 AM
    full of emotions and many of us can relate to this piece...great use of metaphors...we are fragile, mend and adjust....great poem!

  1. Date: 10/19/2013 7:01:00 PM
    † Kind Of Like A Wave Tossed To And Fro ? Never Knowing Who To Cling To, When The Rains Set In ? I Would Have Liked To Known You, But I Was Just A Kid. Your Candle Burned Out Long Before, Your Legend Ever Will! Great Metaphor, Sweet Beautiful Bernadette ˜ Perhaps A Symblance Towards Something Or Someonne Or Another ? Either Or I Do Feel The History Of Her World Within This; At Least Less The Death As Destruction And So Forth ? Sweet Kisses, Always, John

  1. Date: 10/19/2013 9:10:00 AM
    introspective..i yearn to help when I read