A thousand piecesA Poem by ron
A thousand pieces
A thousand times it feel,
a thousand pieces lie on the ground.
This time will be different,
this time I will not pick them up.
I have no more strength,
not even tears will warm my cheeks.
This is how fate will keep me safe.
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