They're creating an impossible way for pain to stop.
Falling between icy rain drops.
Appears to be hard as stone.
Yet, their hearts are alone.
I cry glass tears unaware of the feeling.
Crystal beads are a compulsion to my aching eyes.
Please find a love without breaking to lies.
Let them smash into a million parts.
I'll reattach them back to my heart.
I cry glass tears in a state of silence.
There are things I know I must see.
Am I to see them before misery comes to me?
Speaking only for this one single man.
I can't be held responsible for the things that I damn.
I cry glass tears to release the stress.
Many times I have come to a thought.
Where the happiness of love is no longer caught.
Into a world where my tears will break.
Just to make room for the ones that I make.
I cry glass tears because they are meaningless.
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