The vase fell
The glass shattered
Each shard strewn across the floor
Like an abstract painting that you just couldn’t figure out
We both looked in horror
To me, it was just a vase
To you, it was so much more
Memories of your grandmother
Long gone, far away
Each shard another memory
Another story
The last thing you had
Shattered
Strewn across the floor
Like an abstract painting
That wasn’t so pretty.
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