Breaking Dawn

I watched 
the dawn breaking fast,
allowing time
to consume my heart,
including the part
with your love
in a piece of glass,
where it is 
cracked with fragments;
where it is
full of scars-
it makes me fragile
and fail to laugh.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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