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the glasses through which I see the world are painfully smashed I see fault lines wherever I look the faces of loved ones blurred into anonymity my own identity blown to pieces barely recognisable I am lost in my own skin seeing no way out only broken glass and shattered dreams
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 10:11 AM UTC
Fault Lines
the glasses through which I see the world are painfully smashed I see fault lines wherever I look the faces of loved ones blurred into anonymity my own identity blown to pieces barely recognisable I am lost in my own skin seeing no way out only broken glass and shattered dreams
just senseless rambles
mostlyjosie
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 10:11 AM UTC
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