Words

Mar 16, 2010 13:16

Broken

One morning you awoke and all was broken,
the floor now littered with shattered pieces of hope.
So many words that you once had spoken.
One morning you awoke and all was broken.
You gathered the pieces, to take as a token,
needing some semblance of order to cope.
One morning you awoke and all was broken,
the floor now littered with shattered pieces of hope.

jdmjones 2008
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