

Crumble Into PiecesEvening shadows stain my walls. My heart beats softly-- An echo in my chest Like the ticking of a clock. It lets me know that I'm alive As I lay here all alone And crumble into pieces.Crumble Into Pieces
In my left hand-- A feather. In my right-- A stone. Alone. Why do I hold these things? What do they mean? Why are they here? Do you know Why I must crumble into pieces?
I didn't expect you to. Why would you know? Why would you care? I have my life-- You have yours. But I bet that you Don't crumble into pieces. &
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