May 14, 2008
Her glass is broken,
and the shards pierce
her skin, her lips, her heart
As she tries to tear the pieces out,
her anger persuades them to stay.
Her arms cry, her eyes bleed
Her pain trumps her anger,
but they agree to be
equal causes of her death

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