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If I Shatter, It's Up To You.
Last night I sat awake, listening to the rain.
As the rain fell, so did my tears.
My tears fell and hit the floor.
Like my hopes and all my dreams.
They shattered right before me.
They shattered like glass, glass that’s been dropped.
Dropped like my heart as it slipped out of your hand.
Did it slip though? Or did you drop it on purpose.
Did you drop it like you dropped me and left me alone.
Last night when I was laying, I thought about you.
I thought I was fine.
Am I?
That’s up to you.

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