"Well, you built up a world of magic, because your real life is tragic."
Sunday, March 11, 2012
The glass is half full. The glass is half empty.
I am the glass that is half full and half empty
I am the water left on display
I won't let the contents spill onto your table
and I'll only be cold when the atmosphere says
I'll boil whenever you bring me to flames
or perhaps I'll just break.
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