Glass

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You were my sword
And you were my shield
You gave me your word
And the power to wield
All of your love
And all of your heart
You slipped on a glove
For we would soon be apart
To leave no trace
Except in my mind
Oh if I could erase
Why can't life be so kind
Now everything that matters
Has only come to shatter

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