Chapter 2 - Broken Glass

Eyes wander,minds ponder

Such pain inside their voices

Smiles fade,love sways

People trying to make right choices

But spilling blood isn't right

When a scream wakes up the night

A shot rings ear to ear,

A knife,describing fear



Chorus:Broken glass,have to pick up the pieces

And you knpw its not right to when fear is on their faces

You made blood spill,take your pills

Broken glass…..



Forever I will linger,inside your guilty mind,but I am not your conscience but a victim who wants to fly.your density it is great,your hunger It is large.

You wish to kill and rampage

But its not gonna happen



*Chorus*



I wish the past wasn't real but reality is here…

pick up pieces of a broken world…



*Chorus*

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