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The Broken Glass

The Beautiful figure
The Wonderful beat
The Terrible suffering
The tragic death
I will not stand here
With lowered head
Just to hear you gasp for breath
I will walk away
Not like a coward
Not like a prick
I will go
And never look back
Never been scared
Never ran
I just stopped caring
I just don’t care…