A thread, I am holding on,
a breakable one,
but I tighten my grip,
it will break soon.
Life, a puzzle, too hard,
a picture can't be seen,
but I give it my all,
to complete it with a lost piece.
People, they come and go,
hands are intertwine,
but one mistake would be a cost,
to end this, no more reborn.
I am so confused,
vulnerable as I may seem,
a vase ornamented with cracks,
soon, it would break.
Tears, it would fall soon,
rivers and ocean, I could,
there would be nothing else left,
just me and my world.
Author notes
Friendships... broken with ease...
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- It all falls away by Puking Faerie Dust.
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I really liked this, but some of the word set up and grammar is a bit odd. In stanza three, line two, I think you meant "intertwined". I did like the set-up and the overall subject, but it seemed a bit empty. Thanks for entering
jeanette*~ -
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