Shatter me with a thought
Slay me with a word
Find everything we lost
And every cry you never heard
Cuz you know
We're all just broken glass dolls
Don't you know
We're all just photos on the walls
Memories of a past long gone
Kicking and screaming inside
Silently walking along
Where no feelings reside
"Glass dolls and photos on walls"
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Speak From The Heart
PoesiaLove is a strange thing Sorta terrifying to say the least Sometimes it's beautiful Other times tragic But its always there Some people find it quickly Others take a bit longer Some push it away with fear Others hold it close with glee Some use it as...
