The ones who look the most Independent,
are the most Dependent.
They're strong for so long,
that one day,they crack.
Just like glass.
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So fragile.
One wrong touch,
and they shatter in a hundred billion pieces.
Bright eyes now dull.
Now replaced with a blank stare,
what was once so care free.
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It takes forever to piece back together.
Pieced together with hope,maybe love.
But still have hope.
Because hope and dreams made the world.
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Falling
PoetryIt seems that we fall a lot. In love,is one of the main things.But for me,it's everything.
