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I scream into the dead of night.
Nobody hears me.
Everybody walks on by;
only stopping to watch me die.
A broken soul,
a shattered glass.
Shards and splinters are all thats left.
Tears fall from the sky,
and hit the glass,
and then we cry,
our little broken lullaby.
Break this heart,
bury the pieces,
deep in the ground left unmarked.
And forget me.