Shattered

I shattered
Broken mirror on the floor
No you cannot look no more
Broken
Broken
Pieces
Glass
Fragments
Danger
Angles
Piercing
Sharp
A mess

Left on the floor
The pieces came
Piece by piece
Together again
No one noticed
No one looked
The mirror took
So long to recover

Fragmented
Cracked
Lines
No clear reflection
But still a mirror
Back in its place

No one hung it on a wall
No one looked
Not at all

Mirror mirror
In my hand
Thank you
For today I stand

Broken
But not beaten
Not gone
Not trash
In my pocket
Mirror
You’re my memory
Of the the perfect glass

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Kat

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