breaking
pieces of colorful glass
a rainbow of browns and greens
muddy fields of your
hurtful existance
shimmering
glass and light
mingle
a party on the floor
morbid
the death of your
obsession with my eyes
how can you shatter
so quietly
turning cold from heat
and numb from the
pain of glass shards
running
sliding
accross your skin
cant you see the pain
floating like marshmallows
in the coco of your eyes.
i can see it.
see you
with your broken
bloody
sopping eyes
wet from the pain of
the realization
i dont want you
but in my soul
im crying at the thought
that I might not be the one anymore.
I might be broken without you.
I forget
what color are your eyes?
8:29 pm - Thursday, Oct. 03, 2002
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