Little girl in that
wonderful glass world
she tells me
                                                                ­                         How
wonderful her world is.
and how I                                      
                         ­                                                                Could
live there with her. All
                                                             ­                            I
would have to do, is
**** her, and
                                                                ­                         Hate
everyone in the world
i already lived in, then
i could live there too.
but i told              
                                              ­                                            Her
how there was so many
                                                            ­                              That
i loved. she told me
how i didnt have
                                                                ­                          Much
to live for.

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Anyways; i broke open her glass world.
She painted my hands red.