Essay by GUnitDragonJunior High, 8th grade December 2004

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In her hands

She held a delicate thing

Sensitive to every touch

Causes a sting

It has been dropped before

Shattered to it's very core

Mended back together through time

But nothing ever healed the pain

Trust was slowly gained

Until the very day

It was dropped again

Shattered with little hopes of heal

The pain

It was very real

Too many times it has been shattered

Now it doesnt even matter

Every time it was taken out it's veil

For the person to feel

It is dropped

Now it has been destroyed

Never to breath

Never to live

Never to give

Never to recieve

In her hands

Held my heart