A Glass Puzzle
Pieces of life
Are strewn
All over the floor
I try to pick
Them up
Place them back
Together.
They're like glass
They cut me
I bleed
Momma stands over
Me.
She says
You can't do it!
She screams.
I close my eyes
I reach for
Another piece
Take a deep breath
Feel it slice
I can do it,
I think
I will do it!
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