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Sep 2014
I
I walk among the shattered glass
glass that mirrors
my broken past.
I step and walk and run and cry
Above, below and right beside
The way I used to feel
back then
How I would wish
For my own end.
Em
Written by
Em  Pittsburgh
(Pittsburgh)   
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   Jinn Prashanti
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