Shatter me in half, look right through, you see love, i never belonged to you.
Piece by peice my sharp edges fall, seven long years I hope it was worth it all?
Your wounded by my glass, red blood splattered across the pane, I know it wasn't your past that made you this way.
Now I am shattered but I'm not broken through, and I am no longer a spy glass for the imperfections in you.
S.G-B
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My Sea Of Poems
PoetryJust some things I work on not professional in any way shape or form, let me know what you think. These poems are quite personal to me and I do warn you things do get a little deep sometimes.
