Yesterday and Today

July 24, 2014

Yesterday, I was broken glass on the floor.

I was the desert without life.

A maze full of confusion.

The only puzzle piece without a place.

Today, I am steel.

I am a lion, strong in the wild.

A heart that is hungry no longer.

The puzzle piece in it's proper place.

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