It started with a DM and now I broke every glass item in my home just like I broke his glass heart.
|Glass Heart: having a heart that breaks easily|
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You know My Name, not my story..
You see My Smile, not my pain.
You notice my cuts, not my scars
You can read my Lips not my mind.
Start: Nov 18,2016
End: March 3,2018
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