By Apoorva
I am a shattered glass
I tried my best to collect every piece
Couldn't glue them all
I want to hold you like wine
But you slip through, all red and bloody
You blame me.
Am useless.
You chose another glass
It's fancier.
I'll cut you if you hold me
I'll spill drinks on white carpet
Am ugly to look at
I don't want to hurt you.
Am trying
I tried
It's time to let go of my pieces
Live up to the term broken
Atleast you can throw me out
Atleast I'll be thrown out
Somewhere I wouldn't have to see your lips touch another one for a sip.
Burn me
Melt me
Make me new
But so many pieces
Collection will take an eternity.
By Apoorva
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