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Glass

I lie awake in your arms and realize
You smothered all that was me
I couldn't be what you needed me to be
I didn't want this, I never wanted this

It's not a feeling
it's something I'm hearing
I can't hold on to what might have been
Voices in my head rising to a scream
I didn't want this, I never wanted this

I see your face, staring and broken
The shattered glass, the drops upon the floor
Reflecting the image of what we are no more
I didn't want this, I never wanted this


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