a shard of glass

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By Eric

"A SHARD OF GLASS" PICKING UP THE BROKEN PIECES OF MY LIFE FEELING AROUND IN THE DARK WITH NOTHING TO GUIDE ME THE CUTS ARE SO THIN AND HURT SO MUCH STAINING ALL OF MY THOUGHTS AS IT STAINS MY CLOTHING WHAT WAS I THINKING OUR LIVES WERE SO CLOSLY BOUND TOGETHER AND THE LOSS OF YOU RESULTED IN THESE SHARDS OF GLASS THAT HAVE FOUND THEIR WAY TO MY WRIST

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