Shattered glassA Poem by Theo Ratcliffe
The blood drips down your body,
as the knife falls to the ground. The room you stood in spins around you, as the world fades away. And that mirror you stood before shatters, causing its glass to fly, as it cuts you deeper and deeper with each piece. It's then when you realise the girl in the mirror shattered too.
© 2016 Theo RatcliffeAuthor's Note
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Added on June 16, 2015 Last Updated on September 14, 2016 AuthorTheo RatcliffeOntario, CanadaAboutA poem records emotions and moods that lie beyond normal language, that can only be patched together and hinted at metaphorically. - Diane Ackerman more..Writing
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