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Shards of Glass
by D. L. Vegas → (All Poetry by D. L. Vegas)
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Do not mean to sound morbid. This is the way it came out.

Shards of glass Cutting- Into our lives Daily, weekly Shards of glass Piercing- Through our hearts When a love dies Shards of glass Killing- Softly, our spirits That once soared...

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Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on June 26, 2013

Sadly, I can relate. I cannot seem to get my "joy" back. Thank you, Deborah. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

Reviewed on June 25, 2013

beautifully poeticized Deborah
"When a love dies" either in physical death
or through ending relationships we all know
the deep wounds of losing the one we love

Eternal Balms & Heart Shaped Clouds
Vickie

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on June 24, 2013

"killing me softly"
with Your sadness, Deborah
wishing I could glue the
pieces back together..

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on June 24, 2013

Powerful statement you've made here...guess many of us can relate...well done, Deborah!

Anna

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on June 24, 2013

Wow! You say a lot in so few words...Well done.
Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on June 24, 2013

My, oh, my! Can I relate!

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on June 24, 2013

�The first cut is the deepest.� The rest is history. You have cut close to how people feel when abandoned.

Ron

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

Reviewed on June 24, 2013

the shards take away the wholeness that once was
budd

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on June 24, 2013

The images you reflect as well know by those who have lost love, and the gut-wrenching aftermath.

Reviewed by TONY NERONE

Reviewed on June 23, 2013

Reflections of the broken hearted are always so sad. I like the way you wrote the fragile feelings of the abused. Nice work!

Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)

Reviewed on June 23, 2013

The way it came out is the way it feels, isn't it? These three concise movements read as a triage, a triplet, and three-step progression of loss. Keenly effective. ~~ Diana

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