Shards of Glass

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Shards of Glass

You said you would always be there,
Well ha, ha, ha
Where are you now?
We pass as if we're acquaintances,
Mumbling a silent prayer-
Laconic and lacking gesticulation,
Saying things to serve only the purpose
Of acknowledging each other.
You said you hated me suffering,
But I was the glass house and you
Were the stone that was thrown.
And down I go,
Shard of glass by tattered shard of glass-
Instead of picking me up,
You left me there in a pile
For someone else to step in.
And I'll get stuck in their foot
And be a burden for somebody else.

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