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The Glass Shatters
Darkness envelopes me.
A steel hand presses against my back, the glass shatters.
My black steampunk heart is my greatest enemy.
The cogs lock as it tells me the lies I need to hear, the glass shatters.
Despair is my best friend.
Tears are the acid that burn my eyes and face, the glass shatters.
Pain is my ally.
As I rest on a bed of razors, spikes and blood, the glass shatters.
Time is a thief.
It smiles a vile grimace, the glass shatters.
Shame is all I know.
Can’t look myself in the mirror, the glass shatters.
The end is inevitable.
I feel the breath leave my body, the glass shatters.
A steel hand presses against my back, the glass shatters.
My black steampunk heart is my greatest enemy.
The cogs lock as it tells me the lies I need to hear, the glass shatters.
Despair is my best friend.
Tears are the acid that burn my eyes and face, the glass shatters.
Pain is my ally.
As I rest on a bed of razors, spikes and blood, the glass shatters.
Time is a thief.
It smiles a vile grimace, the glass shatters.
Shame is all I know.
Can’t look myself in the mirror, the glass shatters.
The end is inevitable.
I feel the breath leave my body, the glass shatters.
Published 11th Jan 2013
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