You had told her no one will comes to claim the broken.

The shards of glass that flew when the Mirror refused to acknowledge her reflection

It was safe to fall, you had whispered across time.

She did.

All of her, sharp, blunt yet clear scattered across

The Land of Unkept Promises

She had glistened in the sun

Didn’t you know

Where they don’t keep promises

They claim the broken

They claim reflections

They robbed her of the comfort of breaking

The Messiahs that Keep fragmented selves
I had


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