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Glass House
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Personal (Hope) You see right through my walls.
You see the darkness of my soul.
This glass house is but an illusion
that hides the emptiness inside.
You know that pain I’ve felt-
my fears and insecurities
that have left me broken.
Only you can break down these walls
and make me fall apart
like shards of glass
and make me become whole.
