Madea
I remember the
first time
my English class read
Madea
and I thought
she must be
insane.


Betrayed and
confused, she
was cracked
like a dropped China
plate. Beautiful,
but broken.


Now years later,
looking back,
I think 
differently.


I understand now
how being 
shattered
is really like.


Betrayed and
confused, I 
am now cracked
like a dropped China
plate. Broken,
but now I understand.

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