We are all broken, some are just better at hiding it, but it's there.
Tiny fault lines in the mirrors the reflections we show to the world.
Every one is broken differently, shatters differently not redoable.
Drop your mirror it will break. Those pattens not re-creatable, a one of a kind.
Shattering fault lines.
Can we ever really know someone? Can you truly know them until they shatter irredeemably? Broken shards. The soul undeniably fragile. Handle with care.
Tiny fault lines in the mirrors the reflections we show to the world.
Every one is broken differently, shatters differently not redoable.
Drop your mirror it will break. Those pattens not re-creatable, a one of a kind.
Shattering fault lines.
Can we ever really know someone? Can you truly know them until they shatter irredeemably? Broken shards. The soul undeniably fragile. Handle with care.