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“Glass” by Anonymous

A girl made out of glass

Had cracked skin and broken bones

Bones made out of gold.

Her veins pulled liquid white and black,

A heart made out of diamond. 

 

She cried each night for every lover,

Love and pain and hate and rage.

 

Each night she cried tears of fire

The anger in her burned when lighted.

 

She screamed each night she was alone

The moon became her only friend. 

 

She asked the moon, “Am I alone?”

And the moon told her, “And I am too.”

 

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