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Broken Glass

You pick it up Try to fix the shattered pieces Apologize for what you did But everyone knows your true feelings Act like everythings okay Until somebody else notices Try to make up excuses Because you know the reasons you did it Call your lawyer because you know somethings about to happen Deny it all as the cops drag you away in handcuffs All that's left is my heart Like broken glass on the floor From this war I'm tired of fighting

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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Date: 4/10/2016 2:46:00 AM
Sarah Burgess, you've expressed yourself well, I enjoyed your poem. **LINDA**
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