Inside my mine...where music invaded

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Music,the very thing that can make me take that peice of glass I keep hidden away in my make up bag come in contact with my skin.The very thing that determnes if I live or die.Not liquor ,not my freinds,not the tiny peice of glass,not even me...that was ,until I met him,he who took my breath away,he who took the glass from my fingers as I cried into his arms,he who held me like no one else.His name...WillAll Rights Reserved

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