Timothy Weiermann - Shattered

Shards of heart span the floor,
Scattered, carelessly lain
Splinters piercing from the door
They personalize my pain

Violent and harsh
Like a drought tears at the parched

I’d say my soul’s been torn in two
But my soul still lies with you

You’ll stay close, taunting to tease
Hoping to hear me plea

But a soulless body,
Absent of a heart
Can be cruel and haughty
After he’s been torn apart

I’d say my soul’s been shred through
But its remnants lie with you
And you’ll stay close, taunting to tease
Hoping to hear my pleas
You’ll hope to hear my pleas

Shards of heart span the floor,
Scattered, carelessly lain
Splinters piercing from the door
They personalize my pain

Timothy Weiermann

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