I Mended Him
(28/10/2012)
These whole times
I've spent my life assembling fractured pieces
Gluing them with my tears
And mending them in my caress
For a man that used to be fragile and scared
I’ve brought him life and honest deed
Now he’s strong like he’s never been scattered
He forgot who he was and leaves me strayed
I can still hear his fears and weep
What a heart he has
After he’s fixed
He discards me ripped
I mended him
With tears I glue my fractions and will win
Dinda Minardi
For 'Picking Up the Broken Pieces' by Gail
Angel Doyle
Copyright © Dinda Minardi | Year Posted 2012
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