Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Heart of Glass

I am cracked
I am fragile
Walking on the edge of a knife
Running on the razor edge
Heart gripped like a vice
Squeeze the life from me
My hatred for everything
Digs into my heart, calloused and hopeless
Shattered
The pieces fall from my hollow shell
No one to sweep up the shards
No one to notice

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