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Joined: March 2021 Last seen: 3 years ago

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Breaking Glass My hands beat against the glass, For every breath I let pass, You draw ever closer to your last. Shall it be with some great blast? Or will it be a somber gasp? Or will it end with a shaky... – *by Zach Blackmer*	11 Views added 3 years ago	Rating

Breaking Glass

My hands beat against the glass,
For every breath I let pass,
You draw ever closer to your last.

Shall it be with some great blast?
Or will it be a somber gasp?
Or will it end with a shaky...

– by Zach Blackmer

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