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act of a broken glass
Created On: 09/15/2011 20:08:00
a reflector glass
i look into it and found myself
i loved the image in the mirror
the amazing mirror falls
pieces of glass all over
i lost myself
i lost my mirror
i lost my image
i didnt see a mirror no more but pieces of something
it was broken but not forgotten
i bleed , it looked red
i cried, it tasted salty
i couldnt see the image i love
it was bitter, painful and more tears
it is empty, not by vision, not by its substance but by appearance
the broken pieces
just like a puzzle
i just had everything i need
the same broken glasses
the only substance that made me happy
i started to put it together
i started to see the image that was broken
i see pain in her eyes
she was not the person i taugh would be in the mirror
the one i used to know
again it hurt
this time i had pieces of glasses to put together
the broken glasses represent a life been lost
an unpromising faith of fear and pity
the broken glasses became a whole glass
some parts was lost but with whatever pieces of glass ive, i made a mirror
at a point i realize the person i see in the mirror getting better
she is putting her pieces together just as she did to the mirror
she know it wont look exact the same, or even close to the old image
but she know she is creatinig an image which she visioined
the image that was painted on her mind
the image that give her the feeling of fulfilinment, love, passion and happiness
the image that she created with her own hands with pain and tears
this mirror is just amazing
it significant the image of the envision picture
it holds the memory of the lost image
and it has the substance of love, pain, tears, laughter, smiles and frowns
the image i see has it all and changes everything
the broken mirror, the broken life
all the pieces are never lost
therefore there is hope
hope comes with change and it starts from adding one piece to another one piece to make one whole piece
when life is lost, hope is never lost
memories are beautiful and inspirational
use the memory as a drive to take a step
in life you will always face a big challenge, it will not make you smile, you will have to make yourself !
find your passions, create it beautiful, and rebuild it anytime it falls
even a broken mirror still reflects an image of the person infront.
life is a change, growth is optional, choose wisely
i look into it and found myself
i loved the image in the mirror
the amazing mirror falls
pieces of glass all over
i lost myself
i lost my mirror
i lost my image
i didnt see a mirror no more but pieces of something
it was broken but not forgotten
i bleed , it looked red
i cried, it tasted salty
i couldnt see the image i love
it was bitter, painful and more tears
it is empty, not by vision, not by its substance but by appearance
the broken pieces
just like a puzzle
i just had everything i need
the same broken glasses
the only substance that made me happy
i started to put it together
i started to see the image that was broken
i see pain in her eyes
she was not the person i taugh would be in the mirror
the one i used to know
again it hurt
this time i had pieces of glasses to put together
the broken glasses represent a life been lost
an unpromising faith of fear and pity
the broken glasses became a whole glass
some parts was lost but with whatever pieces of glass ive, i made a mirror
at a point i realize the person i see in the mirror getting better
she is putting her pieces together just as she did to the mirror
she know it wont look exact the same, or even close to the old image
but she know she is creatinig an image which she visioined
the image that was painted on her mind
the image that give her the feeling of fulfilinment, love, passion and happiness
the image that she created with her own hands with pain and tears
this mirror is just amazing
it significant the image of the envision picture
it holds the memory of the lost image
and it has the substance of love, pain, tears, laughter, smiles and frowns
the image i see has it all and changes everything
the broken mirror, the broken life
all the pieces are never lost
therefore there is hope
hope comes with change and it starts from adding one piece to another one piece to make one whole piece
when life is lost, hope is never lost
memories are beautiful and inspirational
use the memory as a drive to take a step
in life you will always face a big challenge, it will not make you smile, you will have to make yourself !
find your passions, create it beautiful, and rebuild it anytime it falls
even a broken mirror still reflects an image of the person infront.
life is a change, growth is optional, choose wisely
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