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House of Glass

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it's easy to say I might

cause in this house of glass I try

but my words melt away

and form a stone on my face

a fear a lie


in this storm of rage and fear

the silence stabs between my ears

it's too late to speak

I'm still here on my feet

but disappear


you're on your knees for one more try

hoping for a glimpse of light

you reach for warm flesh

my ghost is all that you get

but oh, I fight


my hands are pressed against the glass

aching to be touched at last

it's ready to break

but I'm pulling away


it's easy to say I've died

but in this house of glass I try

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