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About This Poem
Broken Window
Broken Window
Reflections of life don’t exist through a broken window
Shattered images are only left for one to piece together
Though sometimes too much pain and sorrow
Will create those images to stay that way forever
Altered hearts once filled with happiness for love
Now drowned from the tears of a soul that deceived
Thus showing a broken window one looks out of
Desperately searching for the sun but its darkness remains to be seen
A broken window can exists in places of a soul
Not guarded or grounded to protect it from pain
Thus always staring into a heartache that never grows old
Forever young it remains
Sharp are the pieces of glass that exists before one’s eyes
Penetrating a heart that is already injured so
Allowing it to only bleed in scars left on the outside
Through one’s broken window
Nothing personal, I just like to write about different topics.
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