In shattered pieces, our love resides,
A broken mirror of feelings and tides,
Each shard a story, a piece of our past,
Reflecting the love that didn't last.
Like fragments of a mirror's embrace,
Each piece holds a memory, a different face,
A smile, a tear, moments we shared,
In the broken mirror, they're all bared.
The cracks and crevices tell our tale,
A journey of love that began to frail,
Yet in those remnants, I still see,
The essence of you and me.
Though fractured and scattered, we remain,
A mosaic of love, a bittersweet pain,
The mirror may shatter, but the reflections stay,
Fragments of us, in my heart, will forever play.
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