Vase

Poem

I broke my vase.

The roses are destroyed and water is seeping into the carpet.

Glass shreds the bottoms of my feet as I walk across the floor.

I haven’t cleaned it up.

The roses are dying now. The glass shards are bloody.

When did it stop hurting?

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Posted Sep 8, 2022, 11:01 AM UTC

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