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if i fall....

i wiped the smear marks, the tears, and most importantly the lip imprints off the glass. and i threw it, with all its contents (including you and the metal frame). and it shattered. in a thousand little fragments. but it just made matters worse. because i starred at my reflection in one piece a little bit bigger than the others. it just made everything harder to put back together. i just made another puzzle.
so, grab your gun.
and meet me outside.


i declare war.

8:05 p.m. - 2005-04-17

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