Shards of glass get stained as they run under the skin splitting the vain that turned time into a reality that could not sustain the pain from the shards of glass running through my vains... They bring hurt and displeasure to a person that gave you his world, that gave you his life, that saw that you were hurting and in pain from the glass that was
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deep.
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