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Broken Glass
I want to cry
But my mind is playing tricks
A relationship
How did I last this long
I was doing the most
For a little in return
Walking on eggshells
In my own home
Breaking bonds with my friends
Because I felt
They didn't understand
But they seen it all
What I hope
They couldn't
I tried to hide
What everyone
Even strangers
Saw clear as day
A broken down man
With his pride
Slowly draining
Hopefully I
Can start anew
Because I rather die
With my dignity
Then to live
Within broken glass
But my mind is playing tricks
A relationship
How did I last this long
I was doing the most
For a little in return
Walking on eggshells
In my own home
Breaking bonds with my friends
Because I felt
They didn't understand
But they seen it all
What I hope
They couldn't
I tried to hide
What everyone
Even strangers
Saw clear as day
A broken down man
With his pride
Slowly draining
Hopefully I
Can start anew
Because I rather die
With my dignity
Then to live
Within broken glass
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