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you have seen these broken bits of me
you have seen
these broken bits of me
you have seen me at
my weakest point
when I was most
vulnerable and
no one would
try to help me up
you have seen
these broken bits of me
you have witnessed
me uncovered—
naked brown—
lying on the hopeless streets,
hungry and helpless,
damp drops of dew
beading my skin,
while they all averted
their critical eyes,
avoiding the slightest eye-contact
with me
as if I was not
worth noticing—
as if I was naught
you have seen
these broken bits of me
when they would shut
their ears,
you would open yours
to all I’d have to say,
interesting or not—
you listen to all the words
cascading clandestinely
from my broken heart—
words I’d dare not
repeat to them
you have seen
these broken bits of me
when I fell
and broke like a
Swarovski flute,
calla lily-shaped,
spilling red Pinot Noir
everywhere—
crumbling into a
myriad pieces of glass,
scattering all over
the floor,
like jutted stars
across Night’s velvet veil—
you swept my
pieces into a pile
and did what
no else would do:
glue these broken bits
of me together
you have fixed
these broken bits of me
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