1.10.17

Break the mirror

Broken
heart, and
Broken dreams,
scattered across the floor.

Pieces and remnants of
what could've-
what should have,
lies dead strewn on the moor.

Silly girl, oh silly girl,
break the mirror and never ask for more.
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