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Shattered

MY glass is to empty to see the liquids end I don't know where to stop nor where to begin my glass home is full of stones every bolder is sitting on a vital bone I'm to deep in my own discomfort to feel much else I'm to deep in the water to save myself and now I half darted into the deep end here comes the music to a deadly swim I feel like I jumped head first into a shark tank Peices of me were ripped off my clothes weighing me down were stripped off I am here to stay and here to say I'm ticked off.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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