If eyes are a window to the soul
when you look at me, what do you see?
Is it the shards of a heart that used to be?
There's only a limited number of times glass
can be fixed without you getting scared.
It cuts deeper every time.
If this is love, I've had enough,
I can't take this anymore.
My heart has been fixed so many times,
it's covered in sticky tape and glue.
One day it will be impossible to fix,
all because of you.
If this is love, I've had enough,
I can't handle more of this.
There is one thing I've learned from all this,
its be careful when trusting your heart.
I did once, now I'm screwed,
constantly blinded by broken glass.
If this really is love, I've had enough,
I can't stand it any longer.
If eyes are a window to the soul
when you look at me, what do you see?
Is it the shards of a heart that used to be?
Author notes
From all your comments maybe its not as bad as I thought it was lol. Thanks guys 
Anyway, I still don't know if I should have put it up, for a completely different reason.
Ok, I know the person I wrote this about will read it, and possibly has before I put this up, but hun don't go all weird with me, please don't 
Written January 1st, 2006
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I agree with minto about the imagery, but I agree with everyone that this is an excellent poem. Everything will turn out fine, Im sure
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What you mean it isnt' that good? I reckon it's one of the best you've written, if not THE best!
Well done! ~ Osarkon
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oo i love the imagery with the shards of glass, and the way you've stayed there the whole time made the poem really consistent
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great
This is really great, if i were you i wouldn't change a thing! You wrote this from the heart and thats what makes it awesome. Really great job, best of luck Jane
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awesome
thats a gr8 piece of writing, the question in the beginning is so thought provoking...
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