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I stand behind a glass
Watching people pass
Oh so valuable
Painted in the brightest colours
I know, I'm fragile
Will break at the slightest breeze of wind
The vibrant colours didn't fade
Yet worthless would be a fitting description
Fixing me would cost too much time
A steady hand
A loving soul
Nowhere to be found
So leave
I can't be fixed
And I don't want to break others
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Eπος | Epos
Spiritual✦ Epos - A long narrative poem telling of a hero's deeds ✦ But here, you'll find someone lost, far from heroic. Featured on: @Magic & @mythandlegend
