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Glass Worlds
Out of my side blood seeps
For you have cut me mighty deep
With a weapon that I gave you myself
It may be my fault
For giving you my heart
When it was too heavy for even I to hold
I remember when this all started
A beautiful day meant for the kindhearted
And misfit people like you and me
You took my hand in yours
Told me that you’d never let me go
And with your every word wrapped your hand around my heart
We used to spend days in our meadow
In a world that only we know
Minds full of dreams yet to come true
I thought you were my friend
That you’d be with me to the end
But I realize that I was wrong
Now I give a feeble shout
Trying to stop myself from bleeding out
As you stab a knife again, and again, into my side
The knife is made of glass
But it weakens with each of your cold, hard laughs
For it was made out of our once strong trust
For trust is like glass, delicate, but it lasts
Easy to break, but hard to create
And you have broken mine
Your words are the blade
The blood our friendship which cannot be saved
Years of memories stained red upon the floor
Our glass formed a bubble
Protecting us from our troubles
In a glass world just for us
When it feels as if I can’t take any more
You get up and walk out the door
Away from everything we once cherished
I know I should be sad
That what I thought was a great friendship didn’t last
But I’ve never felt this free before
I gave you blind faith
And that was my mistake
One that will not be made again
The tiny glass shards still cling to my skin
But it is time for me to begin
Forming a magical, glass world all my own
I must thank you my friend
For bringing an end
To a glass world cracked and broken
Sometimes it takes the glint of a knife
To bring important truths to light
I’m sorry our glass world was meant to shatter
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