I Shatter My Glass

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    I Prefer To Melt It

    If you can imagine what it is like when a baby bird first hatches, those deliberate struggles and delicate breaking shells, it is not so different from what we experience as individuals. Pushing the shell aside, a bird is all but helpless upon realizing there is no protective...
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    Pain Of Awareness - Poem I Wrote When Younger

                  PAIN OF AWARENESS   Flash and the pain, Life is unknown to those who have never been alive, Shattered like broken glass,   But no red blood stain, Insanity is unknown to those...
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    1 Response May 7, 2010
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