Shards of glass fall from the sky
as I sit alone and cry
The shards cut in my skin
and I know it will again
Leave me broken on the floor
as it always has before
Your sympathy's not there
and no one seems to care
My blood soaks in the ground
as you slowly watch me drown
You'll watch me drift away
not wishing I could stay
Deeper in the shards will go
as my blood will finally loose its flow
I'll die here right before your feet
as you watch my hearts last beat
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