A picture of you and me I hold in my hand,
Suddenly... my mind stops,
I stare at the image of your face,
Teardrops run down from my eyes,
The picture falls from my hand,
glass is shattered on the floor,
as I look at our picture,
a piece of glass had torn through you,
as I look closer I see blood circling the picture,
I don't seem to know where the blood came from,
but it was dripping down from your face,
then the phone rings,
I heard what happened to you,
I fall to the ground shattered in tears,
I'm so shocked that you have died.



 
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