Broken glass,
these shard that lay here tell a story
of the past.
And how this glass got in this shape,
"It happened so fast."
He said as the stone flew toward him
with great mass.
We stood still as the sound echoed on ward in the empty space.
It was only glass.
Or was it did it represent more of the state that was left
in the past.
Cause now this will an open window of what was and what will never be.
"Maybe it'll pass."
He thought, time repairs, the window will be repairs once
we find a new mass.
Maybe reason will help decide if this can be repaired.
"It happened so fast."
That's all he thought but all they say is that it is
Broken glass.
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