Monday 22 August 2011

this


I don’t want to talk,
The sound will make me crack.
Your glassy eyes are enough,
I caused them, it’s too much.

I dropped it
You carried it soo close
But I dropped it

You didn’t see it coming,
Thought I was just as careful.
The crash was so loud,
Shattered pieces on the ground.

I dropped it
You carried it soo close
But I dropped it.

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