Cracks

There’s a fault-line

running through my heart

like a crack

in a shattered mirror

It bends and breaks

and makes me shake

and I run from what I fear

But there’s a part of me

deep in the heart of me

that loves my broken parts

So cracks and all

and at the risk I fall

I’m gonna own

this shattered heart.

I’m gonna own this shattered heart.

Kathy Keogh

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