broken hearts

perpetual reflection

grasping glass it sets in

shards of simple things apart

disconnected from the start

conceptual correction

pieces poised regrets thin

broken bits are scattered there

forgotten now be unaware

effectual deception

longing so we dare begin

sup and sip these shattered things

and cut your cord on broken strings

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