Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Shattered.

This sheet of glass, this mirror...
I see my reflection, shattered.
I see myself and realize
I've forgotten all that mattered.

When one is trying to live
is there a way that is wrong or right?
There are no directions to life
or rules when you decide to fight.

I told myself that I wouldn't.
I wouldn't care and I wouldn't cry.
Now that there's no one, I realize
this is a hard life to live by.

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