glass house, by a rose by any other name would hurt just as bad.
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glass house
i dont hide behind a smile
a smooth facad
im like a broken window in a glass house
the whole world sees me
im now worth no amount
im not there anymore
not even an invisble wall
whats with me what am i here for
if one stone will shatter me and i fall
im like a broken window in a glass house
the whole world sees me but there not looking
the thing with glass houses is theres bound to be
more broken windows
easily shatterable
i dont hide behind a smile, a smooth facade
because when you live in a glass house
the whole world sees you the thing is there never realy
looking they see past it.
get it a glass house you dont look at it youlook past it...
hahaha. i like this its like perfect one of my best i
think.
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Posted: 2008-03-21 15:28:51 UTC |
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2008-04-01 00:43:33 | mytruth |
I like it :) |