poem 81. broken glass

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prayed u wouldn't fly away, told me things I keep deep in my heart. Made memories that stay replaying in my head. Told me to follow the stars they will bring u home, held my hand when I was broken and fragile. Knew I was far from perfect. Picked up the pieces when I fell down, wiped the tears that fell from My eyes. Whispers of your voice still in my head, silently begging through the broken glass

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