Shatter
nowhere left to go
Standing,
At the crossroads
Just a man.
Searching the sand
For his fingerprints,
Lost
So long ago.
Echoes of yesterday
Mirrors across today
Almost time to die.
Frozen tears never fall
They,
Just shatter.
– jude
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