Glass shattered
Life tattered
Cracks every which way
Trying to get through each day.
Left in different pieces
Optimism's aspiration decreases
Sharp jagged edges
False claimed pledges.
Transparent glass amongst the floor
An opaque life, not worthwhile anymore
Seven years of bad luck
Living life as a sitting duck.
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