Pieces
of memories of you,
pieces of lies of
life
and of our love, mine
an unforeseen truth
of an shattered
youth.
Pieces of a heart
mine yours
falling like snow flakes
colliding then
coming apart.
On the ground
without much of a
sound.
Pieces of pieces
like shards of glass
now lost
to the wind and
the past.
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