Chapter 28 - Glass
Submitted December 15, 2007 Updated June 8, 2008 Status Incomplete | Since I'm an idiot, I accidentally deleted my older story entitled 'Poems'. Well...I just realized this, some hours afterwords, so, now, I'm going to try and resurrect some of them in this story...hopefully, I won't delete this one...
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Chapter 28 - Glass
Chapter 28 - Glass
There is a question, I have found
That seems to follow me all around
The same little question, short and sweet
Asked only in a few heart beats.
Everybody knows how the question does go.
But I will tell you so you know.
"How is it, that you see this glass, sitting on the table?"
Many have asked it, but only some've been able
The two common answers, I'm sorry to say.
Is "The glass is half empty, or half full". But I say,
The glass I see is not full or empty
On the table, there sitting, it looks to me
Like the fragile clear glass is smashed to bits.
Littering the floor in sharp tiny glints.
How does the glass look to you, may I ask?
Is it empty or full, filled with blood , or just smashed?
However you see it, if even you care,
Will the answer you have, be one you're willing to share?
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