From where I stand,
I cannot tell to whose
Cruelty I am being subjected,
Be it time, space
Or your heart
That beats for another.
- faker
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Shattered glass
Poetry［Highest ranking: #15］"Perhaps 'it wasn't meant to be' was our meant to be" he says as he chugs down yet another drink. She looks at him and rolls her eyes, "I wonder when your organs will give up on you too".
