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Glass Bottled Knife that took my Life
The glass bottled knife is the thing that took my life.
Severe slashes slicing veins to the point I have died.
Don't be sad that I didn't survive.
It was bound to happen one night.
I'm sorry I couldn't apologize.
But this is the glass bottled knife that took my life.
Severe slashes slicing veins to the point I have died.
Don't be sad that I didn't survive.
It was bound to happen one night.
I'm sorry I couldn't apologize.
But this is the glass bottled knife that took my life.
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