Broken Glass Poem by Jamie JONeS

Broken Glass



Once was a perfect item
It was something that everyone wanted too
more valuable than a diamond
so precious the pain never left
sweeping up the mess
tears running uncontrollably
bearing the pain of throwing away
what use to make each day bright
bandage it would just temporary fix the problem
No rehearsal!
Can prepare you for
the pain of not getting a person you love back

Saturday, November 12, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: pain,running
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