I am not made of glass
I am made of words
take a step back
or when my body crumbles
you will be engulfed
by pieces of my soul
drowning in
syllables and haikus
but soon you will be
surrounded by new faces
and unimaginable places
you can be the main character
in all my broken poetry
and then you will regret
ever trying to
break me
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