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i stare into glass cups
empty,
i stare out my glass window
they're sitting, laughing
they kiss
"don't tell lexi"
i paint a picture of their satisfaction on my glass wall
i stare into my glass mirror
i see my tear streaked face
i told her,"i love him."
he knew i cared
then the day of rest came
i put my guard down, and they put their's up
i look at my broken glass picture
but pick up my steal knife instead



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