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The Craftsmen (a Poem)

You cannot count
the pieces of a broken heart
nor can you mend it.
Once shattered
like fine glass
no matter the skill
and no matter how gentle
the fingers of the craftsmen
there will always be flaws
left unamended.
And you cannot count
their tears for they are
as many as the stars
and like the stars
their tears fall
just as hard.

By Samantha Campbell©  
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VirginPoet VirginPoet 26-30, F Oct 31, 2009

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