Stained glass; a bunch of broken shards of glass put together to make a beautiful picture.
No, its not perfect. Some glass shards aren't the right shade, or maybe they aren't the exact right shape.
But when the sunlight streams through, illuminating all those broken shards, it's beautiful.
Just because you're broken, doesn't mean that you can't still be put back together.
And even when your put back together, maybe all the shapes aren't perfect and the shades not exact.
But you're still just as beautiful.
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ŞiirWhen the sun sets and they can't see me, can they hear me? * * || "Poetry" by an invisible girl. || * * * Highest Ranks: #6 in poetry [8/26/20] #11 in poetry [3/10/17] #10 in poems [12/23/2022] #1 in poems [08/03/2024] * * *Art posted in this book...
