Little beads of glass
shattered like my broken heart
blackened in ink- down to the core
and millions of pieces-
a puzzle that will never be pieced together again
No glue, nor tape can fix these tears,
these rips, the broken pieces from a affair
The life out of me has evaporated
like water in a shattered glass
and my emotions bleed from a hole
from a shot made of brass
Author notes
I think I got my poetic touch back 
I have no idea where the thought of composing the poem came from.
Comments
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i really liked this.
There is underlying emotion and it's a really great write.
xx
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