Glass Heart
A lost world
a withered end,
help that just
did not send.
A soul lost
a pain found,
a crippled girl
with no sound.
Mute of words
lost in time,
a last attempt
to fix the rhyme.
With no reason
no more hope,
holding tightly
to life's rope.
The water runs
down her face,
she knows it's just
not her place.
A person trapped
behind a shell,
a last attempt
doomed to fail.
The phlegm of life
that made her go,
she who's not he
but wants to be so.
A hidden story
with a broken start,
the shattered pieces
of her glass heart.
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