a place for the shards

what is it you’re hiding
behind your back?

he asked as he moved to embrace
her tiny body

a bucket for my heart,
she whispered to herself

you’ll have a change of mind
faster than the wind
leaving me behind
with scattered pieces

at least then I’ll still have a place
to store the shards


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