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A broken piece of glass, That was her last; She finally broke, Shattered, Like the mirror, On the wall, She wanted to impress, She did her best; But that wasn't good enough... Alone and scared she tried And always cried, Until the day she died...
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Jul 9, 2012
Jul 9, 2012 at 2:01 AM UTC
Broken
A broken piece of glass, That was her last; She finally broke, Shattered, Like the mirror, On the wall, She wanted to impress, She did her best; But that wasn't good enough... Alone and scared she tried And always cried, Until the day she died...
megan-jessie
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Jul 9, 2012
Jul 9, 2012 at 2:01 AM UTC
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