Indelible Tears

I wrote the story of my life
Upon my heart with
Indelible tears, and
Tucked it away
For all eternity.

She dug it out with the jagged edges of her
Broken dreams, and
Tried to heal me-
Bandages of glass paint and
black and white glitter.

Sometimes, ignorance is bliss,
For the wounds of knowledge can never be healed.

The End

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