Fixing A Broken Vase

Finding ways,
To put back a vase,
That shattered to pieces,
Like our hope and our wishes.

We made it look easy,
But when we both got busy,
We were suddenly too far,
And suddenly it was the end of the war.

Both of us were raising,
White flags, while we were missing,
Our hearts and our souls,
Letting ourselves be sucked by black holes.

Our love was too weak,
The future looks bleak,
I’m in a daze,
Wondering if there ever was love in the first place.

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