Scattered across the table
little pieces left
Within the glass that ran
across the table
with glitter glowing its path

It broke my heart within the light of dust
Sparks of fire that make the glass unite its trust
Little pieces left
But, can't risk its glue to stay in its natural place

So, I undo
I can only say I lost my lightest part
It's big pieces gone into the trash
And the little pieces were left