All Hearts

Endings comes in many forms

sometimes in weeping fits,
like a child who needs rest

and sometimes in silence,
in brittleness,
where the piece of glass
that is your heart,
once rendered unto dust,
must be forged into something new,
rather than be glued
into what it had been.
The only problem
is that glass must needs a forge to be reborn,
and all hearts hate the furnace
that makes them what they are.

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