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Aug 2014
I am a broken glass.
I used to be filled with life, which I was happy to share.
But when I fell, I fell hard.
I broke, and all the life drained out of me.
And since I'm empty inside, I am tossed in the trash.
oakley
Written by
oakley  Kandern, Germany
(Kandern, Germany)   
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   Lena N
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