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Help me, please

The glass sky broke
Can it be repaired?

Carefully, wistfully, I'm collecting the shards
Let them cut me, it doesn't hurt
What hurts is the reflexion that has been shattered
That displays our smiling faces no more
The tears that stain the fragile shards,
Will they become stars one day?
That twinkle and twinkle and make us smile?
As we look up at the patched up picture...

Cracks and splices, that I can live with.
I think.
But if there are missing... shards or only splinters
Can it even be put back together?
Or is it just like a puzzle
To remain broken forever...

Implacably I'm picking up parts
I want it to be made whole again

And to be supported by extra layers of tape
For the next storm to come

Even
If it will blur our memories
27.12.10 12:39
 



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