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Glass blower
in a moment you hear glass shattering
into millions on tiny pieces
except it wasn’t glass
it was my love, my beliefs, my heart
laying beautifully on the floor
pick up the glass shard
please look at each fragment
in the reflection you’ll see
a small glimpse of me
each piece put together
makes me whole
and just like that
just like that glass
you broke me
but luckily I am a glass blower
and just like glass
with a lot of time
and a little bit of warmth
my heart can be put together
again, and again

© Makaiylah Robinson