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During the Day

During the dayI became a solider covering and hiding my pain when night fell, like the day, friends and loved ones left and there I was, alone with my thoughts I crumbled and like broken glass, the pieces sat nearly transparent awaiting for me at my pillow so that when I laid my head down, glass would pierce my skin and I'd bleed The pillow became a place for reminding I wanted to forget