I whisper my love in a porcelain vase
To keep my my mind from devouring me.
But you wandered in and tripped and fell
You broke it, love, you broke it.
Between my fingers slip its shattered fragments
And ghosts of our memories come surging through the shards.
They look for a new home, away from the curse of you
Flocking from my sadness.
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