Such things exist once broken cannot be mended.
A fragile bubble,
First floating, iridescent,
Fading, bursting,
Droplets falling,
Irreparable.
A delicate orb of glass,
Shattered,
In pieces, scattered,
Fine slivers, bits of dust,
Irreparably separated.
Though fashioned again into one,
Its nature ever altered.
A frail heart,
Once buoyant,
Fractured, bursting,
Countless slivers, prosperity of dust, mournful droplets,
Irreparably broken.
Lighthouses
6 years ago
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