Glass, I'm made of glass
Break me and pick up the shards
Put me back together, see how long I last
Being the same again will be hard...
Topple me, get too careless and I'll break
I'll fall down again and the pieces will scatter
Broken again and again, how much more can I take?
How many times will they let me shatter?
Glass, I'm made of glass
I've been treated so badly
Look at me, I'm full of cracks
Put me back together but I'll never be the same, sadly...
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Sing and Dance
ŞiirSing and Dance all your troubles away, and maybe they'll come back another day #98 in Poetry (9/6/16) #48 in Poetry (9/7/16)
