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Exiled hearts
of broken love,
Broken glass
that falls apart
in shards of blood

       Flowing streams of dreadful lies
       Is not a sight that one shouldn't despise.

All that remains
of fragments of glass,
Is how all the pain
Can live to last.

Nothing in life
Is as great as it seems
Because most of the strife
you cause
Is all that I bleed and scream.

Zoe: Holdsclaw