Fix YouA Poem by crystallized illusionsAn Ode to The Girl.
The sun catches
On the pieces of you that cover the floor; I tread carefully along In bare feet Careful not to crush you anymore. A mural of broken, glittering things, Once already glued unto your being, Create a collage of old, rotting glue; All crumbling now; It's difficult to understand exactly what I'm seeing. I'd canvas you in Baind-Aids; Wrap you in a brace; And try to paint over the broken pieces With cotton wrappings and sticky white tape; But then I wouldn't be able to see your pretty face I stand blankly and watch, As everyone surrounds you; Bearing metal tools with needles and thread; But if I could just pull you away, even for a second, I'd show you just how beautiful your scars really are. That underneath all my clothing and make up, I'm broken too. © 2014 crystallized illusionsFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on January 26, 2014 Last Updated on January 26, 2014 Tags: poetry, brokenness, understanding, fixing, past, loneliness Authorcrystallized illusionsa world where i don't belong, PAAbouti write my story, all i know of it.. and i throw the pages to the wind. maybe the birds can read it. more..Writing
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