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...
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...