Friday, October 21, 2011

Made of Glass

Look me in the eye and know just how I feel because
I have broken and been broken alike.
Behind the shine of laughter and the crinkled nose
My eyes are mosaics and if you focus you can see your reflection
If you shatter these walls (they're only made of glass, you know)
I could be an ocean,
Or a parachute,
Or a deck of cards.
But hearts will be broken if you do as I ask.

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