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Breakable
August 17, 2010
Sitting all alone,
a teacup.
Chipped ivory edge,
empty,
filled with dirt.
Once set atop the highest shelf,
admired by all,
handled with care.
Now only a useless trinket,
shoved in a bottom shelf
to gather dusty memories.
Sitting all alone,
my heart.
Chipped beyond repair,
empty,
filled with lonliness.
Once put before work,
money,
success.
Now a forgotten treasure,
pushed aside with false promises
of a mothers love.
© Braxton T., Highland Village, TX
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Thesilentraven PLATINUM said...
on Sep. 11 2010 at 2:43 pm
I love the way you compared these two. Yes, hearts will chip and be forgotten just as formerly revered teacups will collect dust on a shelf. Although this was sad, I liked it very much.
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