Smoke
Smoke
Cracks on my face
formed from glass
For I am such
a fragile lass
Shattered heart
it is not stone
My destiny
to be alone
I offered you
the pane you see
I prayed that you
might set me free
You turned your back
without a care
As if I wasn’t
even there
Shattered lost
on shards I choke
Me a mirror
reflecting smoke.
Picture Prompt Poetry.
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