Shatter

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Glass castles, they shatter.

 Dams, they break.

Bones, they fracture.


All can be fixed, 'cept one thing.

My heart, it ruptured.

And I was never the same.


Author's note: Does that sound like a breakup poem to ya? Do ya think I should rework it? And no, I did not have a breakup recently...I've just been of a poem streak lately.

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