Every time I look at my broken mirror, each piece brings me back to a time when this mirror used to be complete.
And every time I look, even though I do not touch, I get cut and the pain can sometimes be unbearable.
I wish my mirror was never broken. I wish I could mend it. I wish I saved it when I could. But I know that once a mirror is broken, it may never be restored again.
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I had my mirror broken once.
Every time I look at my broken mirror, each piece brings me back to a time when this mirror used to be complete.
And every time I look, even though I do not touch, I get cut and the pain can sometimes be unbearable.
I wish my mirror was never broken.
I wish I could mend it.
I wish I saved it when I could.
But I know that once a mirror is broken, it may never be restored again.
It is so sharp, the shards.
And once broken, considered sold... ^_^
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