Once again, it all comes to broken pieces on the floor of life
Pain and happiness, both change with every heartbeat
The pages of life have gone all mixed up
The glass which once cocooned my life is broken
The days turned to rain and the moon has disappeared
I stare up at the sky; try to put the broken pieces together
It has now become a shallow path
And promises have been broken, shattered to pieces
Between walls the cinders of us have lost its shine
The shine in which is broken
As I pick the broken pieces, one by one
The world closes up on me
Yet, I feel determined enough
That I will find that one broken piece to make me complete
But for now, here is something I must do
I must throw away all the broken pieces.
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