shattered glass
shattered glass by shadows within
words
casually falling
from your mouth
glass
clumsily slipping
from your hands
shards of words
splinters of glass
because you do not witness blood
because the tears dry quickly
you do not think i suffer
michèle voltaire marcelin
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