Glass

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Broken pieces
Cut my skin
Hurt my soul
Pierce my brain
You sewed my heart
Swiped my tears
Tore my skin
Ripped my soul
Your kiss was magic
All but serial
Till I saw you with her
I could not appeal
Were you bored or tired
Broken or stuck
Were you left me unanswered
Or left me to choke

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