you crumpled me, downsized me
to accommodate your overgrown ego
it is you who should shrink, not me
you have already broken me into tiny pieces
shards of who i was
and that magnifies your trumped up heart
you’ve replaced your brokenness with mine
used cold rhetoric
to crush who i am supposed to be
you breathe devastation, your pores
leak your very bitter essence
but you didn’t realise that light shines through shards
patterns on a flickering wall, light against dark
broken can be beautiful
broken is unbreakable
broken fragments become the artist’s palette
devastation rearranged to splendour
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