Peices

by December   Oct 31, 2007


Broken peices of my porcelin heart and smile fall before me, and show you what I was hiding behind closed doors.
If I was to shatter into a million little pieces would you care for me?
Would you fix me?
I tried showing you a stronger side of me but all I do is show you my broken heart.
Your smile only weakens me.
So I fall broken, because I refused to close my eyes.
Maybe now you'll know,
just how I feel when you brush past me
With those green glistening eyes.
Maybe know you'll see the stronger side of me.

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