A Piece Of Art Poem by Lisabeth Walker
A Piece Of Art
With these broken tears,
It's me sitting here.
With you on my mind,
With tears on my cheeks,
With words left behind
To echo for weeks.
With trembling fingers,
With sorrow in my chest,
With sorrow that lingers,
Never laid to rest.
Cold is the air,
It is cold in my heart.
Broken and bare,
Like a piece of art.
Monday, August 26, 2013
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