Like paper thin, I snapped into one thousand pieces
With no trace left behind
Only to feel what I couldn't find
Crinkly and fine with coarse, stubbly creases
Dry, brunt and our heart fed with
Pieces triggering with what he read
"Why not let her find out" she said
"She has a tough core and spirit to back it up"
"I only want the best for ... Me"
A small sap of this shattered tree
"I only could say what I truly felt"
The soil was wet, warm, (and) damp
Stamp my heart as burgundy as wine
I (only) speak on the words "I'm fine"
Like a perfectly carved diamond
A stone that can only be shattered by a man made object/