Broken
Broken in half
Broken spirit
Broken pieces
Broken lines
Etched in skin
Where does it start
Where does it begin
Fragmented soul
Weeps without control
Drenches the mind
Like slivers of ice
Crying tears of compassion
Broken hearts filled with passion
Everything happens for a reason
Thoughout every season
Cloudy days smile
Teardrops bring joy
Winter chills bones
In life broken lives whole
Copyright © Shelly Wiseberg | Year Posted 2014
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