The Shelves of Our Hearts
Broken toys
hopeless dreams
shattered snow globes
ripping seams
Empty lockets
burnt out lights
rusting metal
flightless kites
Here on these shelves,
a small corner of our hearts,
sit the unwanted items
and the lonely broken parts,
But, to make room for more
these shelves are to be clean
maybe we can fill them,
with the pleasant things we've seen.
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