Break glass

by morgan   May 26, 2006


Break glass blood runs from your hands it has no pain.break glass start cutting your legs, arms, your whole body you feel no pain all you feel is anger, sadness, and enjoyment. break glass swallow it and you can fell the glass going down cutting your throat and it fell like thousands of needles going into your chest it in you stomach you cant breath. break glass

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