13 November 2013

I want to hold you high and steal your pain away

Should my mind be a glass ball of memories
I'd hold it tight, throw it right with all my might
into a wall
to watch it disintegrate into broken pieces of memories
and the ball shall never be whole again
just to have it bounce right back at me
like plastic
unbreakable plastic
and my heart shall never be whole again.

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