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Clear Glass

I grant lies and deaths
You take all and become a spirit looking over
Waiting for my one day to face the truth
But my heart is not blood red since u left
It rolled after but u didn't turn
Shaped and coloured differently
I guess that's why i loved you
You looked at my inside before judging
But i was too shallow and only saw what the others did
You read me a story of a world I've never seen
And I cut the pictures creating holes
Well I'm happy you've finally left after seeing what others saw
But I dun blame for the truth to come out sometime

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Written January 21st, 2005

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  • October 3, 2005
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    "You read me a story of a world I've never seen
    And I cut the pictures creating holes" I liked this line a lot! Very visual. A very heart breaking poem, nice job.
    ~Lynnette

  • Night0wI
    February 22, 2005
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    its ok