Breaking Glass


glass is all I have left it's the only way to keep me alive
what will I recieve?
if I leave what will I gain? if I decide to break the glass

glass is just glass no mess no less than just plain old glass

don't do it the glass is useless to hurt
you would be creating a regretful sin
just put the glass down, darling

don't hurt yourself, she said
i could't help myself
but then she said something
"if you die then we all die"
as soon as I heard this

gun shots went off and in the end,
she was the one who died
and so did
all the rest

all I had to do was
break the glass

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