composed of an element so weak, so frail
every time she reaches for the sky, she fails
the escape from her shattered existence
the crack, the cut, the shattered tears that hit the pavement
in this crumbling existence, like a champagne glass held together at its last seams
with every try there's a little more bleeding
the crack, the cut, the shattered tears that hit the pavement
all she wants to do now is finish this
tip the glass to the floor
watch it shatter
so she will strive and strive reaching for the sky
as she cuts and bleeds
waiting for the day she strives to be
this broken glass thrown into heaven
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