Posted by: Devin | September 24, 2016

Ugly and Broken 



Then pieced back together 

Broken again and again 

No one wants a thing that’s so  shattered 

With such imperfections to mend 

Lopsided and ugly 

A pile of rubbish 

Why would you want it at all 

Each time it is broken 

The pieces grow smaller 

Less likely to ever be whole 

The grit of ceramic 

Of ugly old china 

Pieces alone in the dust 

And the only repairer 

The only true mender

Is gazing at pretties 

Flawless and nearly brand new  

Forgotten, the pieces have cut themselves further 

Until they are lost to this world. 


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