Poem inspired by sculpture at M.A.M
BrokenBut still standing
Shattered
But still in tact
Innocent
But not at all
Those tiny cracks
Are bound to break
One nick
And it could be the end
Surrounded in the innocence of people around her
No one knows pain like she does
She seems so pure
With every smile
With every laugh
That slips past her lips
She wants to be remembered as the girl
That could brighten everyone's day
Even if she could not brighten her own
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