Broken glass
Shattered dreams
Nothing now
Is what it seems
Heart of stone
Eyes of ice
Never again
Take your advice
Darkened room
Lighted candle
Your picture missing
From the mantle
Stinging tears
In open wounds
Alone at night
Through many moons
You promised you
Would stay with me
And I’m left to care
For your debris
Lighted candle
Licking flames
Burning up
All those names
Scorch the list
Toss it down
Watch closely as
The page turns brown
Ashes flutter
In the breeze
I drop my head
And hug my knees.
Broken glass
Shattered mirror
Your bridges are burned,
You made me see clearer.
~Amanda Martin
08/02/06
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