Broken glass

You undressed my soul

With one look

With your touch

With your jealousy

I’m back at the same hole

Without the bravery you took

Without saying much

Some times it really seems like you are my destiny

But then I remembered

I’m made of broken glass

I can be easily dismembered

By the apathy of the empty mass…

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