I am as fragile as glass
easily broken and bruised
can't be put together again
I am as ruined as a withered leaf
easily stepped on and trampled over
can't be restored to its former glory
I am as abused as time
easily used and abandoned
can't be whole again
I am as timeless as love
easily consumed but never understood
can't be rewired to start over
I am as dark as night
easily hated, isolated and alone
can't be waiting for daybreak
It Is
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