Glass Hearts and Bloodied Hands

He's nothing more than a broken man

clinging to these shards of glass

the only remains of this ruined backdrop

meekly trying to push the pieces

of this hopeless puzzle back together again

the clock strikes out dimly to his ears

eyes shut tight, he wont admit time has ran out

it would mean killing a off a dream

that he carefully nurtured for so long

but like all good things, they too must end

leaving those who wish to cling

with puckered scars and bloodied hands

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inspired by the book The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald