GlassA Poem by MoebiaJust my tears in the typing pool.Succumb to the lies the finishing line the glass in your fingertips
Hush Don't scream The knife always explains Your life is unchanged But the glass remains.
Succumb to the cries, the sorrowful smiles that don't mean a thing to the glass in your fingertips.
You've screamed too long Let the glass pierce you Tears in the sockets of your eyes and Grab the knife.
Make it all gone. © 2013 MoebiaAuthor's Note
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