Broken
By: Stephanie J. Bardy
Lie scattered at my feet.
Trust. Hope. Faith.
Glisten in the rawness of the morning sun.
Love. Peace. Joy.
Tiny pieces . So delicate. So fragile.
One word tore then from me.
One sentence.
One moment.
Threw then about and laid them bare.
Can I pick up the shards?
Will they stab?
Will they cut open the wounds to place them back?
Piece by piece.
Recreating what was.
Broken.
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