[Calliope]: 216.Poems.Brok
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The glass has been broken.
Fragile as it was it could
Withstand no more.
Piece me back together.
What does it matter if
They do not align?
Make it a semblance of itself.
It won't be the same but perhaps
It will fool the others.
The chips may add character
To the already dented
Persona.
The cracks acting as fault lines.
Potential weaknesses
For future endeavors.
But do not let it leak!
For that is the greatest fear
Of the one used to hiding.
© Angie O’Connor