"Can a day break into shards just as the dawn is broke?
Even before a fire is lit can it all go up in smoke?
Living in a path in which I've hollowed,
From every day a new tomorrow,
But each one I've hewn and whittled new
When entered fails to follow through
And drenched in tears and misery,
Each one finds solace in its own debris.
So I'm yearning for the day which when it breaks
Forgets yesterday's mistakes,
A day that's not beyond control,
A day, when broken, will stay whole."
100% my own work, originally posted here: http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/25692051/
Rep, constructive critisism and so on appreciated.![]()





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