Glass

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In my eyes,

You're so cold,

No goodbyes,

Pulling shot guns lock and load.

How you could be this way,

I won't lie,

I hate you everyday,

Can't stop no matter how hard I try.

I built you up,

You brought me down,

I've had enough,

As I hit the ground.

You're cold as glass,

And I've had all I can take,

But don't let the thought pass,

Of how easily glass can break.

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