Shattered glass broken promises
Fine crystal to carry a heart upon
A bed of delicate truths
Love is an assortment of
Lies gently concealed in a guise
In its attempt to lure you away
From seeing what is real
Each shattered piece represents
The years of a life spent chasing
A fairy-tale without a prince
No more broken promises
No bed of delicate crystal
Only the hard unadulterated
Facts remain
Shattered glass can’t be put back
Together again
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