It was like my heart
Was hung around my neck
Made of the most fragile glass
I worked so hard to protect
And alternately desired
To throw it across the room
Feeling a kind of sick satisfaction
Watching the wall drip
Like red paint splattered
On an abstract canvas
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like human nature i guess
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