The Perfect Picture Window
As I think back to the yesterdays
A time of our beginning
When we were so true
Now, those things are past
I began to shed a tear
Suddenly my heart stops
For a moment I'm not here
In the faze of my rage the window is broken
A million pieces I step on over and over
Blood in tears are flowing
The pain the reality hurts more
Slowly I fall to the floor
Unable to move unbearable pain
I can't breathe it hurts
I look into a broken piece of glass
Able to catch my future
Filled with words, picture, truth, and happiness
My heart beats a slow rhythm
I let out a slow breath, now I have me
Alive again separated from you
Nicole Marie Stevenson
Copyright ©2004 Nicole Marie Stevenson
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