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Feb 19, 2005 19:41

Living in a glass world
step lightly,
any moment it could all shatter.
Any moment could lodge a shard into my past,
spilling blood onto my future.
Clinging to what keeps cutting,
it never happened,
but I can see the scars...

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gobodo February 24 2005, 08:43:20 UTC
raindrops falling slow
rapid fingers pluck cold steel
is that my mobile?

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