An unfinished work of art
Stands against the brick wall
Broken,
Bleeding,
Alone.
Leave me to shatter
And scatter like
Broken bottles.
Coloured and clear
Mixing and mingling
Creating an image
Lovely to see
But
Dangerous to touch
As I hold myself
And cry.
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