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ZT Mar 2016
Her heart is made of glass
I can see through every emotion
But no emotion could ever slip past those walls

She can show every bit of emotion she has
But she could never make you feel it
these emotions are trapped in her glass heart

her heart is made of glass
be careful, you can easily break it
and if it breaks
a rush of emotion flows
passes by and goes
until she is left with the shattered pieces
that could contain no more
those emotions, she could never have once more

— The End —