Written by Emily Harstone | October 27, 2017
Being broken does not change me!
“Never again!” she cried, silently planning
Her interest in pottery was shattering.
Here lies the complexity of forgiveness.
Glue will only fix so much
Her life shattered like old China.
His life’s discontent, now a metaphor.
The glass is still half full…
Shards of arguments populated his memory.
Broken pieces water covering the dream
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Being broken does not change me!
“Never again!” she cried, silently planning
Her interest in pottery was shattering.
Here lies the complexity of forgiveness.
Glue will only fix so much
Her life shattered like old China.
His life’s discontent, now a metaphor.
The glass is still half full…
Shards of arguments
populated his memory.
Broken pieces water covering the dream