condensation trickles
down cracked glass
separating her reflection
into fragments
exposing the way she feels
~ ~ ~ ~
damaged, but in one piece
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condensation trickles down cracked glass separating her reflection into fragments exposing the way she feels ~ ~ ~ ~ damaged, but in one piece Author notesPrompt: "I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut. My weakness is that I care too much." - Papa Roach A contest entry
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