Annie Lennox -Backwards/Forwards
Broken Glass
Beautiful
Scattered
Across the floor
Of that which she called home
He is on one side
If he is home
The piece of herself she sold
So that she could wake
Incomplete
While cupid laughs
In the corner
She has done so well
Selling herself
Piece
By
Piece
She never realized that was precious
Till it was gone
Glass broken
Pierced her heel
Beyond the grimace
Momentary
She would smile
While cupid laughs
In the corner
No more I love you's
While his cherubic hands
Grasped the bowstring
And let the arrow fly
Where it would
Meanwhile
She
Would bind her feet
And grin
Though
The grimace
As she walked
On broken glass
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