I am similar to broken pieces of glass
Too much chaotic and dispersed
I know you're willing to compile pieces
I know you're willing to make me whole
You wanted to fix me with kintsugi
But you forgot that I wasn't a pretty vase
I was a fragile glass and it's broken now
It will hurt you, your heart will bleed,
If you tried to touch my broken pieces
So, please stay away from me
You'll end up hurting in the kintsugi
I'll end up hurting you in the kintsugi
So, please stay away from me
After all, we aren't meant to be in each other arms but surely in our hearts.
[Kintsugi (金継ぎ, "golden joinery"), also known as kintsukuroi (金繕い, "golden repair"), is the Japanese art of repairing broken pottery by mending the areas of breakage with lacquer dusted or mixed with powdered gold, silver, or platinum, a method similar to the maki-e technique.]
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Waves Of Blue
PoetryThere was a star riding through the clouds one night, and I said to star, "consume me" - Virginia Woolf Started:7.06.2021 Status: completed ©cooshookie 2021
