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Apr 2015
You were broken glass,
But I still touched you
- Even Though I knew I would get hurt.
This is why broken glass shouldn't be touched or played with.
No matter how harmless it may seem, It could leave the deepest of cuts
and the most painful of wounds.
Bianca Fontejon
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Bianca Fontejon
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   Jebe and Hanna Reese Carpenter
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