Beautiful things

 

and I break them.

I don’t mean to

I try to be careful  

but it happens

again and again.

I take beautiful things

and I break them.

I long for

them to stay
I hold on too tight

but I can

never make

them.

I take beautiful things

and I break them.

I turn the

light into dark

til I

can

no longer see.

I put out the light in 

the stars 

I take beautiful things

and I break them.

I hold them

too tight

and I shake them.

Where the were no cracks 

                                  I make them 

I take beautiful things

and I break them.

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