Her Heart is Shattered Glass

She looks at the broken mirror, the shattered pieces of glass
Like the shattered pieces of her heart, the remnants of her past
She never knew she'd miss you this much, never knew she could feel like this
Never knew she'd miss your loving caress, or every single kiss
Despite how she was feeling, she went to school that day
Walking through the day lifeless, as she pretended to be okay
She saw a mirage of him, standing beside her, the little whore
She knew she had to make him pay, that night she locked her door
She knew exactly what she was doing, and who she was thinking of
She died holding a picture of him, the one she truly loves



Poetry by muriel
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Written on 2009-05-22 at 00:01

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