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Shards of Glass
Slitting my wrists with shards of glass
From when you shattered our memories past
When you stole my heart and played a while
Then left me there, and you just smiled
Gasped my last harsh dying breath
But I guess we loved one another to death
A game for you
Reality for me
Was I just your toy?
I wish that I could now see
You've left me blind
All alone
Left for dead
With no way home
-Midnighte
