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Little Broken Things

All the broken things,
Shattered glasses and
Splattered milk,
Tinged with red sunset
Tear stained eyes.
All the pieces of our souls,
Scattered by junkyard choirs
Over matching dresses
And pearlescent necklaces.
Limping toys with busted voices,
Parades of soft things, purple and bruised.
All the little broken things …

Broken

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Letters from inside my head

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