Cracked
Her picture
shattered into oblivion
stares at me from the mirror
I am wondering
Who
of us two
is broken more...
The light flows
between the pieces of a glass
between the fragments of her
I have once read
in the ancient Japan
They used to fix broken pottery
with a gold
The girl in the mirror looks broken
The light poured into her wounds
Completes her
makes her whole
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